Department of English, Emeritus
California State University, Long Beach
about Christina Rossetti
Drawing in chalk of Christina Rossetti by her
brother, Dante Gabriel Rossetti, 1877.
"Under the purple thyme and the purple clover
Sleeping at last."
--Christina Rossetti, c. 1894
A dark Victorian room, a purple face.
Night fell. Christina Rossetti screamed.
She declared pussy-cats cavorted
on the black satin. She screamed
until the neighbors complained.
Hormones swarmed in her blood
like ivy in a Pre-Raphaelite painting;
visions of bearded men suffocated,
she denied herself the manly scent; and now
bitter memories of delirious fruit
(citrons, grapes, plums, dates,
pomegranates, figs, and so much more),
memories of goblin men, the consequences
of renunciation spewing out now in ghastly
female cries of final and bitter regret.
(from The Alchemy of Opposites,
Chiron Review Press, ©
all rights reserved)
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Read my article about Lewis Carroll.
Read my article about Oscar Wilde's
Read my article about Wilde as an
alcoholic and romance addict.
Read my article about Wilde's The
Importance of Being Earnest.
Read my article on Brokeback Mountain.
To read more about my poetry, go to Clifton
Snider, Poet, The Age of the Mother,
The Alchemy of Opposites, and Aspens in the Wind.
Read about my novels: Loud Whisper, Bare Roots, and Wrestling with Angels: A Tale of Two
Read my story, "Hilda."
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