Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A FLASH, by JEANNETTE FOSTER First Line: Your kiss upon my hand Last Line: Your lips against my fingers. Subject(s): Kisses | ||||||||
Your kiss upon my hand! How I am lifted to a queenly place Among the singing stars! My soul is shaken! The whole of me knows ecstasy turned pain, So small a thing -- yet I have wept for it -- Your lips against my fingers. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHAMBER MUSIC: 31 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 34 by JAMES JOYCE KISSING AGAIN by DORIANNE LAUX PROMISES, PROMISES by PAUL MULDOON THE CITY OF THE OLESHA FRUIT by NORMAN DUBIE PENDULUM by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |
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