Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THANKSGIVING FOR FLOWERS, by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON Poet's Biography First Line: You bring me flowers - behold my shaded room Last Line: It leaves the world on flower with memories. Alternate Author Name(s): Duclaux, Madame Emile; Darmesteter, Mary; Robinson, A. Mary F. Subject(s): Flowers | ||||||||
YOU bring me flowers -- behold my shaded room Is grown all glorious and alive with Light. Moonshine of pallid primroses, and bright Daffodil-suns that light the way o' the tomb. You bring me dreams -- through sleep's close-lidded gloom, Sad violets mourn for Sappho all the night, Where purple saffrons make antique delight Mid crown'd memorials of Narcissus' doom. A scent of herbs now sets me musing on Men dead i' the fennel-beds on Marathon: My flowers, my dreams and I shall lie as dead! Flowers fade, dreams wake, men die; but never dies The soul whereby these things were perfected, -- It leaves the world on flower with memories. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THEY SAW THE PROBLEM by MARK JARMAN SHAKE THE SUPERFLUX! by DAVID LEHMAN THE M??TIER OF BLOSSOMING by DENISE LEVERTOV TANKA DIARY (6) by HARRYETTE MULLEN VARIATIONS: 17 by CONRAD AIKEN FORCED BLOOM by STEPHEN ELLIOTT DUNN AN ORCHARD AT AVIGNON by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON |
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