Arthur Symons

(28 February 1865 – 22 January 1945 / Milford Havens, Wales)

Mauve, Black, And Rose - Poem by Arthur Symons

Mauve, black, and rose,
The veils of the jewel, and she, the jewel, a rose.

First, the pallor of mauve,
A soft flood flowing about the body I love.

Then, the flush of the rose,
A hedge of roses about the mystical rose.

Last, the black, and at last
The feet that I love, and the way that my love has passed.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 20, 2012

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