Luini in porcelain! The grand piano Utters a profane Protest with her clear soprano. The sleek head emerges From the gold-yellow frock As Anadyomene in the opening Pages of Reinach. Honey-red, closing the face-oval, A basket-work of braids which seem as if they were Spun in King Minos' hall From metal, or intractable amber; The face-oval beneath the glaze, Bright in its suave bounding-line, as, Beneath the half-watt rays, The eyes turn topaz. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 15 by CONRAD AIKEN PORTRAIT OF A BABY by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET MOTHER (MARGERY CARRUTH, 1896-1981) by HAYDEN CARRUTH A BANJO SONG by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON DOMESDAY BOOK: HENRY MURRAY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |