Seeds with wings between earth and sky
Seeds with wings, between earth and
Fluttering, flying; Seeds of a lily with blood-red core Breathing of myrrh and of giroflore:
Where winds drop them there must they lie,
Living or dying
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Seeds with wings, between earth and
Fluttering, flying; Seeds of a lily with blood-red core Breathing of myrrh and of giroflore:
Where winds drop them there must they lie,
Living or dying
Hard seeds of hate I planted That should by now be grown,— Rough stalks, and from thick stamens A poisonous pollen blown,
And odors rank, unbreathable, From dark corollas thrown
At dawn from my damp garden I shook the chilly dew;
Th...