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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MAGIC FLUTE, by IRENE WILDE
First Line: The last scant petal falls
Last Line: Flower unfolds delight...
First Line: The last scant petal falls
Last Line: Flower unfolds delight...
The last scant petal falls
From the slender flower of sound.
The echoes strew the halls
Like fragrance, curled to slight
Echoes of echoes dwindling,
Thinned to silence...still
On fertile air the spindling
Flower unfolds delight...
Other Poems of Interest...
MAP OF AN UNKNOWN REGION by IRENE WILDE
REALITY REQUIRES by WISLAWA SZYMBORSKA
THE WIND'S VISIT by EMILY DICKINSON
THE GRAPE-VINE SWING by WILLIAM GILMORE SIMMS
YOU LINGERING SPARSE LEAVES OF ME by WALT WHITMAN