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InspiredH.D.

Sea Lily

Reed, slashed and torn but doubly rich-- such great heads as yours drift upon temple-steps, but you are shattered in the wind. Myrtle-bark is flecked from you, scales are dashed from your stem, sand cuts your petal, furrows it with hard edge, like flint on a bright stone. Yet though the whole wind
InspiredH.D.

The Contest

Your stature is modelled with straight tool-edge: you are chiselled like rocks that are eaten into by the sea. With the turn and grasp of your wrist and the chords' stretch, there is a glint like worn brass. The ridge of your breast is taut, and under each the shadow is sharp, and between the clenched muscles of your slender hips. From the circle of your cropped hair there is light, and about your male torse and the foot-arch and the straight ankle. You stand rigid and mighty--
ContemplativeH.D.

Sea Rose

Rose, harsh rose, marred and with stint of petals, meagre flower, thin, sparse of leaf, more precious than a wet rose single on a stem-- you are caught in the drift. Stunted, with small leaf, you are flung on the sand, you are lifted in the crisp sand that drives in the wind. Can the spice-rose drip such acrid fragrance hardened in a leaf?
DreamyH.D.

Thetis

On the paved parapet you will step carefully from amber stones to onyx flecked with violet, mingled with light, half showing the sea-grass and sea-sand underneath, reflecting your white feet and the gay strap crimson as lily-buds of Arion, and the gold that binds your feet. You will pass beneath the island disk (and myrtle-wood, the carved support of it) and the white stretch
DreamyH.D.

Oread

Whirl up, sea-- whirl your pointed pines, splash your great pines on our rocks, hurl your green over us, cover us with your pools of fir.
DreamyH.D.

Moonrise

Will you glimmer on the sea? will you fling your spear-head on the shore? what note shall we pitch? we have a song, on the bank we share our arrows; the loosed string tells our note: O flight, bring her swiftly to our song. she is great, we measure her by the pine trees.

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