Beauty And Beauty

When Beauty and Beauty meet
All naked, fair to fair,
The earth is crying-sweet,
And scattering-bright the air,
Eddying, dizzying, closing round,
With soft and drunken laughter;
Veiling all that may befall
After -- after --

Where Beauty and Beauty met,
Earth's still a-tremble there,
And winds are scented yet,
And memory-soft the air,
Bosoming, folding glints of light,
And shreds of shadowy laughter;
Not the tears that fill the years
After -- after --

by Rupert Brooke

Comments (20)

It is black humour at its best
This poem is bad and I think it sucks
Pseudo-clever, but untrue.
aha...what innovative ways! ! ! Love the way to put them so cleverly.
Lonliness has always been a killer. In spite of all our commumication gadgets.
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