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First Line: I put your leaves aside
Last Line: Thrust upon by a softly-swinging wind.
Subject(s): Flowers


I put your leaves aside,
One by one:
The stiff, broad outer leaves;
The smaller ones,
Pleasant touch, veined with purple;
The glazed inner leaves.
One by one
I parted from your leaves,
Until you stood up like a white flower
Swaying slightly in the evening wind.

White flower,
Flower of wax, of jade, of unstreaked agate;
Flower with surfaces of ice,
With shadows faintly crimson.
Where in all the garden is there such a flower?
The stars crowd through the lilac leaves
To look at you.
The low moon brightens you with silver.

The bud is more than the calyx.
There is nothing to equal a white bud,
Of no colour, and of all,
Burnished by moonlight,
Thrust upon by a softly-swinging wind.





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