Her terrace was the sand Her terrace was the sand And the palms and the twilight. And the palms and the twilight. She made of the motions of her wrist She made of the motions of her wrist The grandiose gestures The grandiose gestures Of her thought. Of her thought. The rumpling of the plumes The rumpling of the plumes Of this creature of the evening Of this creature of the evening Came to be sleights of sails Came to be sleights of sails Over the sea. Over the sea. And thus she roamed And thus she roamed In the roamings of her fan, In the roamings of her fan, Partaking of the sea, Partaking of the sea, And of the evening, And of the evening, As they flowed around As they flowed around And uttered their subsiding sound. And uttered their subsiding sound. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON A VOLUME OF SCHOLASTIC PHILOSOPHY by GEORGE SANTAYANA ON ANOTHER'S SORROW, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE MEDIOCRITY IN LOVE REJECTED by THOMAS CAREW IN THE ROOM by JAMES THOMSON (1834-1882) LEGEND by JOHN VAN ALSTYN WEAVER VERSES DESIGNED TO BE SENT TO MR. ADAMS by ELIZABETH FRANCES AMHERST |