These are more beautiful than words: White clouds like sleds pushed down the curve of sky; Wind-tossing of a thousand birds; And steady flights of geese without a cry. These are more beautiful than song: A woman's body; the sharp are of breasts; A woman's hands, patient so long; A woman's eyelids opening from rest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest... |