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The Rose of Midnight

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Written by Vachel Lindsay

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 THE moon is now an opening flower, 
The sky a cliff of blue.
The moon is now a silver rose; Her pollen is the dew.
Her pollen is the mist that swings Across her face of dreams: Her pollen is the April rain, Filling the April streams.
Her pollen is eternal life, Endless ambrosial foam.
It feeds the swarming stars and fills Their hearts with honeycomb.
The earth is but a passion-flower With blood upon his crown.
And what shall fill his failing veins And lift his head, bowed down? This cup of peace, this silver rose Bending with fairy breath Shall lift that passion-flower, the earth A million times from Death!

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