THE WEB OF EROS

by: Edith Sitwell (1887-1964)

      ITHIN your magic web of hair, lies furled
      The fire and splendour of the ancient world;
      The dire gold of the comet's wind-blown hair;
      The songs that turned to gold the evening air
      When all the stars of heaven sang for joy.
      The flames that burnt the cloud-high city Troy.
      The mænad fire of spring on the cold earth;
      The myrrh-lit flame that gave both death and birth
      To the soul Phoenix; and the star-bright shower
      That came to Danaë in her brazen tower...
      Within your magic web of hair lies furled
      The fire and splendour of the ancient world.

"The Web of Eros" is reprinted from Modern British Poetry. Ed. Louis Untermeyer. New York: Harcourt, Brace & Howe, 1920.

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