not of silver nor of coral, 
but of weatherbeaten laurel. 

Here, he introduced a sea 
uniform like tapestry; 

here, a fig-tree; there, a face; 
there, a dragon circling space -- 

designating here, a bower; 
there, a pointed passion-flower. 

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Poet: Marianne Moore
Poem: He Made This Screen

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