Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume I/Divination

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Poems, Volume I by Florence Earle Coates
Divination

DIVINATION

HOW do you know the Spring is nigh,
  Heart, my heart?
Is it a something in the sky?
Is it a perfume wafted by?
Or is it your own longing's cry—
  Heart, my heart?


Oh, yes, I know you 've ways to tell,
  Heart, my heart,
When Spring released from Winter's spell
Sows amaranth and asphodel:
Ways tender and impalpable,
  Heart, my heart:


Signs that have never yet betrayed,
  Heart, my heart:—
The bluebird's note in a leafless glade,
An answering rapture, half afraid,
The dream-filled eyes of a shy, sweet maid,—
  Heart, my heart!