Come slowly – Eden! Lips unused to Thee – Bashful – sip thy Jessamines – As the fainting Bee –
Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums – Counts his nectars – Enters – and is lost in Balms.
In celebration of National Poetry Month, we’re introducing a new series called Paired, which will feature a 20x200 edition alongside a poem selected by a team member, friend, or collector each day in April. Submissions are welcome! Please write us at firstname.lastname@example.org.