Author Carl Rakosi steps out from a lily into the clear, bearing a quince creator calling the ships out, radiant in cloth and water like a daisy in the hand. She lifts her skirt and speaks. The ships are radiant Man rises from the kiss and answers Yes. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments