A Lady

You are beautiful and faded Like an old opera tune Played upon a harpsichord; Or like the sun-flooded silks Of an eighteenth-century boudoir. In your eyes Smoulder the fallen roses… Read more »

Beauty

The beautiful, the fair, the elegant, Is that which pleases us, says Kant, Without a thought of interest or advantage. I used to watch men when they spoke of beauty… Read more »