The Color of a Queen, is this-
The Color of a Sun
At setting-this and Amber-
Beryl-and this, at Noon-
And when at night-Auroran widths
Fling suddenly on men-
'Tis this-and Witchcraft-nature keeps
A Rank-for Iodine-
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Good poetry seems too simple and natural a thing that when we meet it we wonder that all men are not always poets. Poetry is nothing but healthy speech
by Stanley KunitzAs if I were composed of dust and air,
The shape confronting me upon the stair
(Athlete of shadow, lighted by a stain
On its disjunctive breast--I saw it plain--)