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Poem of the Week: “A Parisian Roof Garden in 1918” by Natalie Clifford Barney

We’re excited to be back for the Fall semester! To kick things off, here’s our first Poem of the Week for the 2014-2015 school year.

A Parisian Roof Garden in 1918
Natalie Clifford Barney

As I must mount to feed those doves of ours,  
Perhaps you too will spend nocturnal hours   
      Upon your roof   
      So high aloof 
That from its terraced bowers   
We catch at clouds and draw a bath from showers.  
Before the moon has made all pale the night,  
Let’s meet with flute and viol, and supper light :  
A yew lamb, minted sauce, a raisined bun,  
A melon riper than the melting sun—  
A flask of Xeres, that we’ve scarce begun—  
We’ll try the « lunar waltz » while floats afar  
Upon the liquid night—night’s nenuphar.  
Or else, with senses tuned alike perchance,  
Reclining love will make the heavens dance;  
And if the enemy from aerial cars  
Drops death, we’ll share it vibrant with the stars!