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Whitman on my mind . . .
2009.04.23
. . . In the dooryard fronting an old farm-house near the white-wash'd palings,
Stands the lilac-bush tall-growing with heart-shaped leaves of rich green,
With many a pointed blossom rising delicate, with the perfume strong I love,
With every leaf a miracle---and from this bush in the dooryard,
With delicate-color'd blossoms and heart-shaped leaves of rich green,
A sprig with its flower I break . . .
And so did I today, and my classroom is filled with the perfume.
Stands the lilac-bush tall-growing with heart-shaped leaves of rich green,
With many a pointed blossom rising delicate, with the perfume strong I love,
With every leaf a miracle---and from this bush in the dooryard,
With delicate-color'd blossoms and heart-shaped leaves of rich green,
A sprig with its flower I break . . .
And so did I today, and my classroom is filled with the perfume.
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Lovely shots. I have lilac flowering in my garden and also 2 dwarf plants in pots. The scent is gorgeous.
Lynda · 2009-04-30: 11:17
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