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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391258" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Phanopoeia</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I<br>ROSE WHITE, YELLOW, SILVER</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The swirl of light follows me through the square,<br>The smoke of incense<br>Mounts from the four horns of my bed-posts,<br>The water-jet of gold light bears us up through the ceilings;<br>Lapped in the gold-coloured flame I descend through the æther.<br>The silver ball forms in my hand,<br>It falls and rolls to your feet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II<br>SALTUS<br>The swirling sphere has opened<br>and you are caught up to the skies,<br>You are englobed in my sapphire.<br>Io! Io!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You have perceived the blades of the flame<br>The flutter of sharp-edged sandals.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The folding and lapping brightness<br>Has held in the air before you.<br>You have perceived the leaves of the flame.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">III<br>CONCAVA VALLIS<br>The wire-like bands of colour involute mount from my fingers;<br>I have wrapped the wind round your shoulders<br>And the molten metal of your shoulders<br>bends into the turn of the wind,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">AOI!<br>The whirling tissue of light<br>is woven and grows solid beneath us;<br>The sea-clear sapphire of air, the sea-dark clarity,<br>stretches both sea-cliff and ocean.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ezra+Pound">Ezra Pound</a><div class=q>
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ROSE WHITE, YELLOW, SILVER

The swirl of light follows me through the square,
The smoke of incense
Mounts from the four horns of my bed-posts,
The water-jet of gold light bears us up through the ceilings;
Lapped in the gold-coloured flame I desc..."></div>
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