This land like a mirror turns you inward
And you become a forest in a furtive lake;
The dark pines of your mind reach downward,
You dream in the green of your time,
Your memory is a row of sinking pines.

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*Come--Gone*

"Gone the snowdrop--comes the crocus;
With the tulip blows the squill;
Jonquil white as wax between them,
And the nid-nod daffodil.

"Peach, plum, cherry, pear and apple,
Rain-sweet lilac on the spray;
Come the dog-rose in the hedges--
Gone's the sweetness of the may."

--Walter de la Mare (1873-1956) #20thCenturyPoetry
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*Vernal Equinox*

The scent of hyacinths, like a pale mist, lies between me and my book ;

And the South Wind, washing through the room,

Makes the candles quiver.

My nerves sting at a spatter of rain on the shutter,

And I am uneasy with the thrusting of green shoots

Outside, in the night.

Why are you not here to overpower me with your tense and urgent love?

-- Amy Lowell (1874-1925), U.S. #LGBT #20thCenturyPoetry