You are clear O rose, cut in rock, hard as the descent of hail. I could scrape the color from the petals like spilt dye from a rock. If I could break you I could break a tree -- I could break you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOR THE BAPTIST by WILLIAM DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN SARRAZINE'S SONG, FR. CHAITIVEL by MARIE DE FRANCE THE LOST PLEIAD by WILLIAM GILMORE SIMMS CAPTAIN BING by LYMAN FRANK BAUM ON FRIENDS AND FOES by WILLIAM BLAKE HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 29 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |