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THE CASTLE OF FLOWERING BIRDS Fancy in the mind The graceful flaunters of the summer air Arise like flowers from their sea, Bodies bronze and fledged in blue Uniforms that music wears When most she is herself, not sound Only, but fugitive and sly, The fox occult among the grapes, anonymous in summer's horn. Brilliant beyond a self, the birds Are dumb with feeling, an afternoon Of wings. The company of love, Safe in the garden that is themselves, More ghost than garden, more brute than bird, Acclaim the throbbing animal, The beastly petals green with blood.
Gerrit Lansing Index