Thursday, January 1, 2004
On Pressing Some Flowers Comments
Rating: ★2.4
So, they are dead! Love! when they passed
From thee to me, our fingers met;
O withered darlings of the May!
I feel those fairy fingers yet.
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7/21/2025 5:13:53 PM # 1.0.0
It's really a charming and lovely little poem about an activity that probably started the day after they published books for the first time. Before that, I think the lovers would have found something to press those tokens in- -clay tablets perhaps? ! !