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"Hibiscus on the Sleeping Shores" by Wallace Stevens (1...
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I say now, Fernando, that on that day
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The mind roamed as a moth roams,
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Among the blooms beyond the open sand;
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And that whatever noise the motion of the waves
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Made on the seaweeds and the covered stones
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Disturbed not even the most idle ear.
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Then it was that that monstered moth
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Which had lain folded against the blue
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And the colored purple of the lazy sea,
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And which had drowsed along the bony shores,
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Shut to the blather that the water made,
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Rose up bespent and sought the flaming red
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Dabbled with yellow pollen - red as red
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As the flag above the old cafe ---
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And roamed there all the stupid afternoon.
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"Hibiscus on the Sleeping Shores" by Wallace Stevens (1...
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Album Description:
These lovely hibiscus gems were taken from a garden exhibit held at the Quezon City Orchidarium in Aug. 2009. The poem I used here is about boredom in an afternoon, and how that spell is broken by the brilliant colors of the hibiscus blooms.
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"Hibiscus on the Sleeping Shores" by Wallace Stevens (1921) -- I say now, Fernando, that on that day / The mind roamed as a moth roams, / Among the blooms beyond the open sand; / And that whatever noise the motion of the waves / Made on the seaweeds and the covered stones / Disturbed not even the most idle ear. / Then it was that that monstered moth / Which had lain folded against the blue / And the colored purple of the lazy sea, / And which had drowsed along the bony shores, / Shut to the blather that the water made, / Rose up bespent and sought the flaming red / Dabbled with yellow pollen - red as red / As the flag above the old cafe -- / And roamed there all the stupid afternoon. ~~ [Taken from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hibiscus_on_the_Sleeping_Shores]
said maryan54
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