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SEA ROSE Rose, harsh rose marred and with stint of petals, meagre flower, thin, sparse of leaf, more precious than a wet rose single on a stem -- you are caught in the drift. Stunted, with small leaf, you are flung on the sand, you are lifted in the crisp sand that drives in the wind. Can the spice-rose drip such acrid fragrance hardened in a leaf? -- Hilda Doolittle (1916) |
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Heat
O wind, rend open the heat, cut apart the heat, Rend it to tatters. Fruit cannot drop through this thick air -- fruit cannot fall into heat that presses up and blunts the points of pears and rounds the grapes. Cut the heat -- plough through it, turning it on either side of your path. |
