No Thorns Go As Deep

Still seeing what can be done with basketry. This one is dyed jute, fabric rose petals, and dark steel double-pointed tacks. The base was started with a 3x3 plaited grid, most of the sides are 3-rod wale with the petals and tacks worked into the weaving, and the rim and vinework are 4-cord round braiding (aka: lanyard stitch). Size is 7-1/2" high and 5" across.

The title comes from a stanza of "Dolores" by Swinburne:

For the crown of our life as it closes
Is darkness, the fruit thereof dust;
No thorns go as deep as a rose's,
And love is more cruel than lust.
Time turns the old days to derision,
Our loves into corpses or wives;
And marriage and death and division
Make barren our lives.