A shadowed love-mystery of brooding opium poppies, dark velvet rosewood, poetry stained with blackberry wine, ghostly white santal, midnight-black ebony. "At night in the garden of poppies,Her lips crushing the bloomFrom the fairest flower there.Love drunk with the wineShe has drawn from the poppy’s heart:Love with death at her breasts. Love at the end of nightShaded by drooping poppies;Love with scattered hairAnd strange stains on her lips.Love with death at her breasts." - Elsa Gidlow Art: "Death the Bride," Thomas Cooper Gotch, 1895