The rose fades
and is renewed again
by its seed, naturally
but where
save in the poem
shall it go
to suffer no diminution
of its splendor
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That is lovely. And in poems nothing shall lose its splendor – that’s what I love about poems. They are eternal 🙂
Yes, they are.
This is not one of the most famous poems of the poet, but for me it is one of the most beautiful for sure.
I’m glad you like this one.
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