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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TULIPS, by PHRONSIE IRENE MARSH First Line: Flashes of color, living color Last Line: But drop beside the yellow bowl -- and die. Subject(s): Colors; Heaven; Tulips; Paradise | |||
Flashes of color, living color -- Gold, crimson, purple and white -- Stretch themselves up to heaven Out of a yellow bowl. All too fair and delicate for mortals to touch, Because the flashes of living color No longer stretch themselves to heaven When foldled by human hands, But drop beside the yellow bowl -- and die. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE END OF LIFE by PHILIP JAMES BAILEY SEVEN TWILIGHTS: 6 by CONRAD AIKEN THE BOOK OF THE DEAD MAN (#19): 2. MORE ABOUT THE DEAD MAN AND WINTER by MARVIN BELL THE WORLDS IN THIS WORLD by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR A SKELETON FOR MR. PAUL IN PARADISE; AFTER ALLAN GUISINGER by NORMAN DUBIE BEAUTY & RESTRAINT by DANIEL HALPERN HOW IT WILL HAPPEN, WHEN by DORIANNE LAUX IF THIS IS PARADISE by DORIANNE LAUX DITTY IN IMITATION OF THE SPANISH: ENTRE TANTO QUE L'AVRIL by EDWARD HERBERT |
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