This fluttering sheet of paper, snowy white, A dove of Venus is whose glad behest It is to bear my message on its breast Unto my Sweet across the leagues of night. And when beneath the singing stars its flight Is done, then shall it find a downy nest Amid the laces of her gown and rest Upon her bosom, dreaming of delight. Up then, my bird, and spread your pinions wide, The quest is happy though the way be long: Joy your companion is, and Love your guide, And hope within your heart beats ever strong; Godspeed! would I might journey at your side And hear with you her lips repeat my song. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BONDAGE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE TOWER OF SKULLS by ISAAC ROSENBERG CITY VIGNETTE: DAWN by SARA TEASDALE VIGNETTES OVERSEAS: 4. CAPRI by SARA TEASDALE PROTESTS (AFTER A PAINTING BY HUGO BALLIN) by LOUIS UNTERMEYER |