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Japanese Iris Post by :simonpayn Category :Poems Author :Frank Oliver Call Date :October 2011 Read :1401

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Japanese Iris

A great prince of the ancient days
Once loved a little geisha girl,
Who wore a silken robe,
Blue as the waters of the lily-pond.
But the Great Prince was sent to a distant island,
And the little geisha girl
Never put on her robe of blue again.

And you, O purple iris with the golden bands,
Are the soul of the Great Prince;
And you, O slender one,
Blue as lapis lazuli,
Are the soul of the little dancing-girl;
And you nestle at last
Beside your stately purple Prince,
Here in the sunshine of my northern garden.

(The end)
Frank Oliver Call's poem: Japanese Iris

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