Sea Rose
O wilding rose, leaf, and thorn! It seems you sprout on your float, o’er the green and mud— in light’s hold: Let them come, those who have cried for colors, as they leave darkness, ready to gasp, vibrant with leaves.
- HD Hilda Doolittle
Sea Rose
O wilding rose, leaf, and thorn! It seems you sprout on your float, o’er the green and mud— in light’s hold: Let them come, those who have cried for colors, as they leave darkness, ready to gasp, vibrant with leaves.