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In honor of the transit of Venus, a poem by Amy Lowell (1874-1925).

    Venus Transiens

      Tell me,
    Was Venus more beautiful
    Than you are,
    When she topped
    The crinkled waves,
    Drifting shoreward
    On her plaited shell?
    Was Botticelli's vision
    Fairer than mine;
    And were the painted rosebuds
    He tossed his lady
    Of better worth
    Than the words I blow about you
    To cover your too great loveliness
    As with a gauze
    Of misted silver?

      For me,
    You stand poised
    In the blue and buoyant air,
    Cinctured by bright winds,
    Treading the sunlight.
    And the waves which precede you
    Ripple and stir
    The sands at my feet. 

Comments

[mizkit.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's lovely.

[lillibet.livejournal.com]

Gorgeous.

[browngirl.livejournal.com]

*beams at you*

[hammercock.livejournal.com]

Ooo. Pretty.

I'm now reminded of "Venus Kissed the Moon", by Christine Lavin:

Venus kissed the Moon tonight
We watched her in the sky
She's been - flirtin' with him for centuries
Too bad he's so shy
He's waxing
He's waning
You don't see Venus complaining
She'll steal a kiss whenever she can
Not 'till 2031
Will this happen again

I kissed you in the taxicab
And touched your handsome face
I said I feel like a satellite
way too long in space
You roll down the window
To gain a clearer view
Now you're gazing at the heavens
I'm gazing at you

2031 you say
That's an eternity
So far away
Not to me
Time and distance
Make no difference
In this celestial love affair
Oh you laugh and you hold me tight
Your eyes are shining bright
Like the luminescent street lights
Like those lovers way up there

Venus kissed the Moon tonight
It's okay - This is a leap year
Then she kept right on travelling
Centrifugal force, my dear
He'll keep waxing
And waning
You won't see Venus complaining
She'll steal a kiss whenever she can
This will happen again
This will happen again