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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367937" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Embroidery</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367937" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Rose Red's hair is brown as fur<br>and shines in firelight as she prepares<br>supper of honey and apples, curds and whey,<br>for the bear, and leaves it ready<br>on the hearth-stone.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367937" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Rose White's grey eyes<br>look into the dark forest.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367937" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Rose Red's cheeks are burning,<br>sign of her ardent, joyful<br>compassionate heart.<br>Rose White is pale,<br>turning away when she hears<br>the bear's paw on the latch.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367937" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When he enters, there is<br>frost on his fur,<br>he draws near to the fire<br>giving off sparks.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367937" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Rose Red catches the scent of the forest,<br>of mushrooms, of rosin.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367937" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Together Rose Red and Rose White<br>sing to the bear;<br>it is a cradle song, a loom song,<br>a song about marriage, about<br>a pilgrimage to the mountains<br>long ago.<br>Raised on an elbow,<br>the bear stretched on the hearth<br>nods and hums; soon he sighs<br>and puts down his head.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367937" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He sleeps; the Roses<br>bank the fire.<br>Sunk in the clouds of their feather bed<br>they prepare to dream.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367937" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Rose Red in a cave that smells of honey<br>dreams she is combing the fur of her cubs<br>with a golden comb.<br>Rose White is lying awake.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367937" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Rose White shall marry the bear's brother.<br>Shall he too<br>when the time is ripe,<br>step from the bear's hide?<br>Is that other, her bridegroom,<br>here in the room?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Denise+Levertov">Denise Levertov</a></strong></div>

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