I know the colour rose, and it is lovely, But not when it ripens in a tumour; And healing greens, leaves and grass, so springlike, In limbs that fester are not springlike. Dannie Abse More Quotes by Dannie Abse More Quotes From Dannie Abse I hope to go into a poem sober and come out a little drunk. And if I do then that's a real poem. Dannie Abse drunk real littles Praying is another way of singing.You plant in the tree the soul of lemons.You plant in the gardens the spirit of roses. Dannie Abse garden rose tree Are all men in disguise except those crying? Dannie Abse cry tears men Leave my soul alone, leave my soul alone Dannie Abse my-soul soul The theme of Death is to Poetry what Mistaken Identity is to Drama. Dannie Abse theme identity drama
