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Suspended
No stir out of half skirts
and false lace—
an evening bat.
Poems on the topic: lace
Poems on the topic “lace” on Poets.by.
Blazon
To her leg in lace
her rings
her after-play
her heat
her full pear
her lost temple
her art
I see my way.
Gifts
I took my wife a friar’s coat,
a most fine cloth and a rich lace,
troubled money and a kind mouth,
a ship and a captain coming from sea—
the loveliest that ever I saw—
to look after her little bitch, which was just a-whelping.
New Stockings
Love is like hose here
on Little Queen Street
to a vain and simple lieutenant
with a mind full of lace.
Thinned
Thin things:
lace in a shoe,
a noon appointment,
a poor-house robe,
a reed
and the road I still
hanker after.
Filigree
ice in the tent—
a lace where I lean
against the bed
A Portrait
Frail, exquisite, indomitable face,
Where pain has left its trace ...
Where are the words to paint
Her curious austere charm ... elusive, pure,
As the frost etchings on the window-pane.
Ivory, ebony, lace ...
Yes I shall choose that clinging gown of black,
Severely plain, but with such frills of lace
Over the delicate wrists and blue-veined hands
That for an instant one feels all restraint
Quite useless! Ravishing, ecstatic frills
Of lace, or lacy thrills!
Choose either phrase!
She’s no fanatical saint ...
No, after all,
No saint at all!
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