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Who paint on air more than his sense receives, The glittering pine-tufts with closed eyes behold, Breathe the strong resinous perfume, see the sky Quiver like azure flame between the leaves, And open unseen gates with key of gold? very good poem. tony

Memory of light! ! ! Taking a flight; The delight of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

Wonderful poem. In praise of imagination it excels in rhythm and poetics.