Poems (Scudder)/In My Love's Garden

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IN MY LOVE'S GARDEN
In my love's garden None but white flowers, Marguerites, lilies, Satin-leaved pansies, Hyacinths snow-belled, Hauntingly fragrant, Yea, and the starlike, Fragile narcissi. Flowers of silver, Flowers of sea foam, Made of the moon-dusk, Coolness and silence. —But oh for roses ​Deep-hued, delicious, Flame-spirits troublous, Poignant and tender, Oh for the gorgeous Red-golden poppies, Passion-compelling, Regal, barbaric, Oh for the splendid Throbbing carnations Breathing the spicyHeat of the southland, Drowning in color Moth-stir or wing-flash Of the bold sunbird, Stifling with perfume Bee-whir or vivid Butterfly wooing. —I yearn for color, Warmth, fiery fragrance—In my love's garden None but white flowers.

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