Swaying, singing in the wind,
Delicate and white:
Soul so near to blossom,
Fragile, strong as death;
A kiss from far off Eden,
A flash of Judgment’s trumpet—
April’s breath.
TO EVE, MAN’S DREAM OF WIFEHOOD AS DESCRIBED BY MILTON
Darling of Milton—when that marble man
Saw you in shadow, coming from God’s hand