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After you seize me, we will lie,I in the grass, you in the sky;After you kiss me, we will startTo try and reach each other's heart,And searching frantically findThe unseen blisses of the blind.
The Sun-children:Before the river runs away,Boys and girls, come out and play.(They slumber on, they slumber on,Morning's glint is almost gone.)With yellow bubbles fill your veinsBefore the lusty day-star wanes.(They slumber on, they slumber on,Silken leopard noon is gone.)Die you may, die you must—Fill your mouths with pollen dust;Calyxes and honey thighsBoth will wither. Beauty dies.Find out why mouths are berry-redBefore you stiffen in your drab bed.Over you humming summer will glide,You'll never lie languid on your side,And listen then as you listen nowTo half-heard melodies; oh, howThe river runs and runs and runsFluid with splendor, and the sun'sCircuit is singing. Fragile day!Boys and girls, come out to play!
Poetry, A Magazine of VerseGenevieve Taggard

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