Marianne Moore (Марианна Мур)

He Made This Screen

not of silver nor of coral,
but of weatherbeaten laurel.

Here, he introduced a sea
uniform like tapestry;

here, a fig-tree; there, a face;
there, a dragon circling space—

designating here, a bower;
there, a pointed passion-flower.

1. Reinforcements
2. You Are Like the Realistic Product of an Idealistic Search for Gold at the Foot of the Rainbow
3. Diligence Is to Magic as Progress Is to Flight
4. “He Wrote the History Book”, It Said
5. Those Various Scalpels

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