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[areale]

ROSE OF ALL THE WORLD

I am here myself; as though this heave of effort
At starting other life, fulfilled my own:
Rose-leaves that whirl in colour round a core
Of seed-specks kindled lately and softly blown

By all the blood of the rose-bush into being--
Strange, that the urgent will in me, to set
My mouth on hers in kisses, and so softly
To bring together

Comments

Harp

[anonymous]

beautiful, absolutely beautiful..i had forgotten there for a while the wonderfully graceful way he spins his stanzas..i read it aloud twice and it brought back such bittersweet memories of Lit for ALL those yrs..thank you sumi ;)..this is my favourite part by the by..

How will you have it?--the rose is all in all,
Or the ripe rose-fruits of the luscious fall?
The sharp begetting, or the child begot?
Our consummation matters, or does it not?

Re: Harp

[areale]

OH YES that was one of my favourites too! you know i just came across this totally by accident while looking up a quotation reference and i found a bunch of DHL's poetry - this was one of the ones i read through fully.

so nice. i'm happy :D

Re: Harp

[anonymous]

its almost inconceivable that this is the same guy that wrote lady chatterlay (chatterly ? ) (does it really matter? ) :)

sneha

[anonymous]

yes that was me...
the great sne
(that rhymes if you pronounce sne as snEE.. DO IT i beg of you)

[almondize]

no, definitely not a fan. nice that you like it though (:
btdubs, in reply to your query, i return on 4th aug (it seems like it is an important day but i cant remember what; maybe fourth of july has me confused? can't for the life of me figure out what's on that day).
more spontaneously brilliant conversations on tongues and poop and pinky-singhania dutchbottoms imminent!