Ophelia RosesAuthor(s): Lucy EddySource: Poetry, Vol. 11, No. 5 (Feb., 1918), p. 248Published by: Poetry FoundationStable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20571553 .

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I'OET'RY: a Magazine of Verse

VALLEY AND MESA

IRIS

The morning is Sunlight-rainlight. . . O morning of blowing rainbou:s! It glistens and sings Like a sea-shell Out of cool, curling waters.

THE FLOWERING ACACIA

Over the bending boughs Of the acacia Falls a show-er Of golden light, Shining Like the song of sun-rains.

OPHELIA ROSES

Out of the dawn Trembling with moon-mist The glow of a sun-gold rose! Wild as a wood-bird notc, Fragrant as crushed red wine.

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