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Memorial

The poem describes the speaker's memories and longing for a past lover. It depicts their intimate encounter as the lover yielded to the speaker's touch with gentleness. Though their passion was strong, the speaker found more joy in their partner's clean, beautiful body and the peace they felt pressing their hearts together. The speaker would now rather dwell on these fond memories alone than pursue coarser forms of love with others.

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Memorial

The poem describes the speaker's memories and longing for a past lover. It depicts their intimate encounter as the lover yielded to the speaker's touch with gentleness. Though their passion was strong, the speaker found more joy in their partner's clean, beautiful body and the peace they felt pressing their hearts together. The speaker would now rather dwell on these fond memories alone than pursue coarser forms of love with others.

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Memorial

Your body was a sacred cell always, A jewel that grew dull in garish light, An opal which beneath my wondering gaze Gleamed rarely, softly throbbing in the night. I touched your flesh with reverential hands, For you were sweet and timid like a flower That blossoms out of barren tropic sands, Shedding its perfume in one golden hour. You yielded to my touch with gentle grace, And though my passion was a mighty wave That buried you beneath its strong embrace, You were yet happy in the moment's grave. Still more than passion consummate to me, More than the nuptials immemorial sung, Was the warm thrill that melted me to see Your clean brown body, beautiful and young; The joy in your maturity at length, The peace that filled my soul like cooling wine, When you responded to my tender strength, And pressed your heart exulting into mine. How shall I with such memories of you In coarser forms of love fruition find? No, I would rather like a ghost pursue The fairy phantoms of my lonely mind.

ANALYZE

Allusion: No allusion was present. Tone: Whimsical Figurative Language: (A) Your body.Always Metaphor (B) For you were sweet. Flower Metaphor Theme: Instead of admiring from afar you can go in for the kill Final interpretation: This poem to me was about how a man was picturing a moment with a lady that he would love to be with but instead of looking for the one he just slid back in to his mind and kept picturing about her.

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