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Forget-Me-Nots

For Amy Lowell

We walked through garden closes
Languidly, with dragging Sunday feet,
And passed down a long pleached alley,
And could remember, as one remembers in a fairy tale,
Ladies in brocade, and lovers, and musk.
We surprised tall dahlias
That shrugged and turned scarlet faces to the breeze.

Further still we sauntered under old trees that bended with such a dignity
But hardly acknowledged our passing
Until at last—(and it was like a gift,
A treasure lifted from a dream of the past)
We came to a pond banded in lindens.

The bank curved under its crown of forget-me-nots;
They shone like blue jewels from the further shore.
And they were free! I could have had them all
To gather and to carry in my arms!
But I took only a few,
Seven blue gems,
To set in the gold of my memory. 

Credit


This poem is in the public domain. Published in Poem-a-Day on June 24, 2018, by the Academy of American Poets.

About this Poem


This poem was originally published in Dreams Out of Darkness (B.W. Huebsch, 1921).

Author


Jean Starr Untermeyer

Jean Starr Untermeyer was born in Zanesville, Ohio, in 1886. 

Date Published: 1921-01-01

Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/forget-me-nots