Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WINGS IN AMBER, by IRENE WILDE First Line: A bee betrayed in amber Last Line: Of your eyes. | ||||||||
A bee betrayed in amber, Beauty's prize, Is less confirmed in ornate Sacrifice Than ardent wings that reaching May not rise Within the amber precinct Of your eyes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MAP OF AN UNKNOWN REGION by IRENE WILDE THE MAGIC FLUTE by IRENE WILDE THE TRANSIENCE OF HANDS by KAREN SWENSON ONLY OF THEE AND ME by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 19. SILENT NOON by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI WHEN I PERUSE THE CONQUER'D FAME by WALT WHITMAN A SNOWFLAKE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH INVITES HIS NYMPH TO HIS COTTAGE by PHILIP AYRES |
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