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Her Hair

Rating: 2.8

O fleece, that down the neck waves to the nape!
O curls! O perfume nonchalant and rare!
O ecstasy! To fill this alcove shape
With memories that in these tresses sleep,
I would shake them like penions in the air!

Languorous Asia, burning Africa,
And a far world, defunct almost, absent,
Within your aromatic forest stay!
As other souls on music drift away,

Mine, O my love! still floats upon your scent.
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Bicth 07 May 2020

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Tatum 06 February 2018

how is intoxication represented in this poem?

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some guy 26 March 2021

Lemme guess, MRU GNED 1201 Aesthetic Experience and Ideas?

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Townie Page 01 September 2017

Is the alcove shape the nape of the neck, or his brain that is so overwhelmed?

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Ratnakar Mandlik 01 July 2016

The awesome flight of imagery has been instrumental in composing this simply superb love song exhibiting a rare tenderness and intensity, through out.

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* Sunprincess * 01 July 2016

.............super nice ? a pleasure to enjoy

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M Asim Nehal 01 July 2016

The love for hairs are eminent from this poem, it describes the minutest details of some beautiful hairs on lovers head trying to intimidate, Nice poem.

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Susan Williams 01 July 2016

My goodness, the man certainly gets excited by her hair- -I do believe he would give up everything he had to run his fingers through her hair. He finds different words for hair- -but fleece? Really? If you're into patting sheep that image might rouse your interest... all he roused from me was my eyebrow. Those last lines though are so opulent... in fact, I found them rather Cleopatra-ish!

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Pranab K Chakraborty 01 July 2016

Expanded soul of a poet illustrated with so gracious manner, the desire of a real poet could be imagined. Passion is so high, human feelings (many times) are incapable to catch the degree of expansion of poetic pleasure. And ultimately the words reverberating.......... O my love! still floats upon your scent.

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Asia Villaflor 01 July 2016

It is just a proof of that poetry can be on top and still on race in all kinds of art in our modern day.s Today you can be a doctor or a lawyer or something else By studying. But to be a born poet and writer, without school your a poet no matter what. Everybody cannot be a poet but everybody can be a teacher or lawyer.

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Edward Kofi Louis 01 July 2016

To drink deep of the wine of memory! ! Nice piece of work.

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