Roy Ostling
Roy Ostling
Pink Hyacinth growing in Nanaimo flower box in February
“You gave me hyacinths first a year ago; 35
They called me the hyacinth girl.”
—Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden,
Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not
Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, 40
Looking into the heart of light, the silence. - TS Eliot - The Waste Land 1922
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Pink Hyacinth growing in Nanaimo flower box in February
“You gave me hyacinths first a year ago; 35
They called me the hyacinth girl.”
—Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden,
Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not
Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, 40
Looking into the heart of light, the silence. - TS Eliot - The Waste Land 1922
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Uploaded on February 9, 2012
Taken on February 7, 2012