Tampico
1878-1958
Oh, cut me reeds to blow upon,
Or gather me a star,
But leave the sultry passion-flowers
Growing where they are.
I fear their sombre yellow deeps,
Their whirling fringe of black,
And he who gives a passion-flower
Always asks it back.
DayPoems Poem No. 1471
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/1471.html">Tampico by Grace Hazard Conkling</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
Timothy Bovee, editor
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