Wednesday Poem #2. H.D. would be 128 today. Its the birthday - TopicsExpress



          

Wednesday Poem #2. H.D. would be 128 today. Its the birthday of the poet H.D., born Hilda Doolittle (books by this author) in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania (1886). She wrote: You are as gold as the half-ripe grain that merges to gold again, as white as the white rain that beats through the half-opened flowers of the great flower tufts thick on the black limbs of an Illyrian apple bough. Can honey distill such fragrance As your bright hair — For your face is as fair as rain, yet as rain that lies clear on white honey-comb, lends radiance to the white wax, so your hair on your brow casts light for a shadow.
Posted on: Wed, 10 Sep 2014 16:17:25 +0000

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