Thurston Munson

(Boston, MA, USA)


The zephyrs sailed their silken ships
Across the star-strewn skies to meet
Selene who cleaved the silvered sea
To softly set its diamonds at your feet. Naked Aphrodite rising from their gleam,
Beckoned but only Eros knew,
And whispered to the scented night
That she was you. Whence the beauty of your being in the raiment of the moon?
Whence the warmth of darkness, or veiled laughter in the air?
From what perfumed isle the southwind touched the waxen spiraea,

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