T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.
From Bread Poems
By Evelyn Scott (18931963)(From Precipitations, 1920) I LEAN my heart against the soft bosomed night:LULLABY | |
A white globed breast, | |
And warm and silent flowing, | |
The milk of the moon. | |
EMBARKATION OF CYTHERA Like jellied flowers | 5 |
My inflated curves | |
Melt in the peaceful stagnance of the bath. | |
If I were to die | |
I would resist the final agony | |
With only a faint quiver | 10 |
From my escaping thighs. | |
CHRISTIAN LUXURIES The red fountain of shame gushes up from my heart. | |
I throw back my long hair and the fountain floats it out | |
Like a fiery fan. | |
My wide stretched arms are white coral branches. | 15 |
The liquid shadows seek between my amber breasts. | |
But the fire is cool. | |
It cannot burn me. | |