Sher Poetry

Sea Violet  H.D. 1886 – 1961 The white violetis scented on its stalk,the sea-violetfragile as agate,lies fronting all the windamong the torn shellson the sand-bank. The greater blue violetsflutter on the hill,but who would change for thesewho would change for theseone root of the white sort? Violetyour grasp is frailon the edge of the sand-hill,but you… Continue reading