名人诗歌|I rose from marsh mud

I rose from marsh^{1 mud，}

algae^{2， equisetum， willows3，}

sweet green， noisy

birds and frogs

to see her wed^{4 in the rich}

rich silence of the church，

the little white slave-girl

in her diamond fronds^5.

In aisle^{6 and arch}

the satin secret collects.

United for life to serve

silver. Possessed^7.