"Lethe" in my flower,

"Lethe" in my flower,
Of which they who drink
In the fadeless orchards
Hear the bobolink!
Merely flake or petal
As the Eye beholds
Jupiter! my father!
I perceive the rose!

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American poet known for her unconventional use of form and syntax. Most of her work was published posthumously.

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