Friday, April 4, 2014

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Thy soul is like a secret garden-close,
Where roots of cleft rnandragoras enwreathe;
Where bergamot and fumitory breathe,
And ivy winds its tower with the rose.
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Clark Ashton Smith
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C. P. Sharma 04 April 2014

Well woven poem that sings of two gardens with glimpses of Keats'poetic grandeur in it. I love it.

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