Arthur Symons

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

Venice - Poem by Arthur Symons

Water and marble and that silentness
Which is not broken by a wheel or hoof;
A city like a water-lily, less
Seen than reflected, palace wall and roof,
In the unfruitful waters motionless,
Without one living grass's green reproof;
A city without joy or weariness,
Itself beholding, from itself aloof.


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  • Paresh Chakra (12/14/2018 8:49:00 AM)

    Venice is a very nice poem (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 12, 2010



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