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Until at last comes twilight glimmer,
Voices, faces, motions dimmer,
Breath as low
As the all covering snow,
Even the evening and the morning laid
Cheek to cheek, will fade,
Radiance and sound made one,
And quieted and blended into none.
Voices, faces, motions dimmer,
Breath as low
As the all covering snow,
Even the evening and the morning laid
Cheek to cheek, will fade,
Radiance and sound made one,
And quieted and blended into none.
The MeasureGenevieve Taggard
WILD PLUM
They are unholy who are born
To love wild plum at night,
Who once have passed it on a road
Glimmering and white.
To love wild plum at night,
Who once have passed it on a road
Glimmering and white.
It is as though darkness had
Speech of silver words,
Or as though a cloud of stars
Perched like ghostly birds.
Speech of silver words,
Or as though a cloud of stars
Perched like ghostly birds.
They are unpitied from their birth
And homeless in men's sight,
Who love better than the earth
Wild plum at night.
And homeless in men's sight,
Who love better than the earth
Wild plum at night.
The New York TribuneAdul Tima
THE DARK CUP
I
May
A delicate fabric of bird-song
Floats in the air,
The smell of wet wild earth
Is everywhere.
Floats in the air,
The smell of wet wild earth
Is everywhere.
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