SMALL fragrant print of April's feet; Dream in the dewy grass, more sweet Than virgin visions mavis weaves At dawn beneath the sunlit eaves, Secret as passion unconfest, Within the dreaming maiden's breast, Tinct with her veins' delicious hue, And, like her lashes, touched with dew: Violet, -- kneeling near your shrine, Starred with the golden celandine, Like sunflakes on a coverlet Which golden dreams of love beget, -- I, feeling past your petal's hem Along your cool and slender stem, Pluck your unravished bloom betimes, And lay it here among my rhymes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MOUNTAIN VALLEY by MALCOLM COWLEY SAPPHIC SUICIDE NOTE by JAMES GALVIN THE GHOST OF DEACON BROWN by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON SURFACES AND MASKS; 7 by CLARENCE MAJOR SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: DOW BRITT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE ARCHITECT (2) by KAREN SWENSON |