Roy Campbell

Rookie (2 October 1901 / Durban, South Africa)

Reflection By: Roy Campbell - Poem by Roy Campbell

My thought has learned the lucid art
By which the willows lave their limbs
Whose form upon the water swims
Though in the air they rise apart.
For when with my delight I lie,
By purest reason unreproved,
Psyche usurps the outward eye
To trace her inward sculpture grooved
In one melodious line, whose flow
With eddying circle now invests
The rippled silver of her breasts,
Now shaves a flank of rose-lit snow,
Or rounds a cheek where sunset dies
in the black starlight of her eyes.


Comments about Reflection By: Roy Campbell by Roy Campbell

  • Gold Star - 10,072 Points Heather Wilkins (10/3/2013 3:38:00 PM)

    excellent reflections a good write (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 445 Points marvin brato (9/24/2013 11:24:00 PM)

    Lovely poem, endearing write! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 17,695 Points Ramesh Rai (9/10/2013 8:12:00 PM)

    nice reflection enjoyed your write (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Poem Edited: Friday, January 23, 2015


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