Tangled in Stars

Poems by
Ethelwyn Wetherald



 

STARS AND FLOWERS



The stars enchant the upper skies,
    The flowers chain the feet;
They look into each other’s eyes,
    And flame and fragrance meet.

So will it be when Death unbars

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    These slender doors of ours,
And turns our spirits into stars,
    Our bodies into flowers. [Page 35]