When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom’d, And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night, I mourn’d, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
Ever-returning spring, trinity sure to me you bring, Lilac blooming perennial and drooping star in the west, And thought of [her] I love.
- Walt Whitman, When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d, an elegy written for Abraham Lincoln (and with one pronoun swapped out for yuri purposes)
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Date: 2024-06-24 07:53 pm (UTC)And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night,
I mourn’d, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
Ever-returning spring, trinity sure to me you bring,
Lilac blooming perennial and drooping star in the west,
And thought of [her] I love.
- Walt Whitman, When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d, an elegy written for Abraham Lincoln (and with one pronoun swapped out for yuri purposes)