Monday, April 30, 2012

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Rating: 3.2

YOU are as gold
as the half-ripe grain
that merges to gold again,
as white as the white rain
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Hilda Doolittle
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Dr Antony Theodore 02 April 2020

yet as rain that lies clear on white honey-comb, lends radiance to the white wax, so your hair on your brow casts light for a shadow. very fine poem. tony

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Hilda Doolittle

Hilda Doolittle

Bethlehem, Pennsylvania
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