September 23, 2008 in Life, Poems | No comments
I stepped from plank to plank
So slow and cautiously;
The stars about my head I felt,
About my feet the sea.
I knew not but the next
Would be my final inch, –
This gave me that precarious gait
Some call experience.
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Least Rivers — docile to some sea.
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With thee, in the Desert –
With thee in the thirst –
With thee in the Tamarind wood –
Leopard breathes — at last!
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The Rose did caper on her cheek –
Her Bodice rose and fell –
Her pretty speech — like drunken men –
Did stagger pitiful –
Her fingers fumbled at her work –
Her needle would not go –
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It puzzled me to know –
Till opposite — I spied a cheek
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So I get home – ’twill compensate –
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They hear my unexpected knock –
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The Flower must not blame the Bee –
That seeketh his felicity
Too often at her door –
But teach the Footman from Vevay –
Mistress is “not at home” — to say –
To people — any more!

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