Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET, by ANDRE-FERDINAND HEROLD Poet's Biography First Line: Beloved, all the dust has turned to flower Last Line: That eros fondles with a breath like fire. Subject(s): Flowers; Sonnet (as Literary Form) | ||||||||
BELOVÉD, all the dust has turned to flower, The frolic Centaurs like spurred cavalry Charge on; the ships, sail sunward, quit the quay Where winter through they shrank from the sea's power. Now are the temple columns made a tower Of trailing roses and convolvuli; And Dryads from each happy forest tree Hold smooth white hands out in the glad green bower. Come! for the ways with flowers are aflame. The lily's white, the poppy's hue of shame, Or the blue violet wilt thou cull for pledge? Now hill and vale in joyousness conspire. Come! wander on the wide green meadow's edge That Eros fondles with a breath like fire. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WAS THAT REALLY A SONNET? by ANSELM HOLLO RETICENT SONNET by ANNE CARSON SONNET: OF THREE GIRLS AND OF THEIR TALK by GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO WHAT THE SONNET IS by EUGENE JACOB LEE-HAMILTON ON A MAGAZINE SONNET by RUSSELL HILLARD LOINES THE HOUSE OF LIFE: THE SONNET (INTRODUCTION) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI MAROZIE by ANDRE-FERDINAND HEROLD |
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