The sun, a sheer glowing ball,
Falls in a rush of mahogany light
Smokey and palpable
Through the evening night
The air is dense and downy soft
The moon a thin reed flute
Whose solitary tune hearkens to the
Wavering, ethereal keening
Of wind among the creaking pines
The bone-white moon shines eerily
And the air is filled with
The faraway melody of bells
The taste of jasmine blossoms
Settles, glimmering imperceptibly
Over everything
Copyright ©: 2010
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Empty Hills by Yvor Winters
- Ephemera by William Butler Yeats
- Midsummer Mobile by Sylvia Plath
- Владимир Высоцкий – В белье плотной вязки
- Олег Бундур – Дневник
- Miss Brown by Samuel Stephen Wakdok
- Pheasant by Sylvia Plath
- Atmosphere by Robert Frost
- Business Girls poem – John Betjeman poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Британишский – Можга
- Владимир Маяковский – За женщиной
- By the Bivouac’s Fitful Flame. by Walt Whitman
- Альфред де Мюссе – Ива (Как придется мне покинуть свет)
- Владимир Маяковский – Новые силы в III Интернационале!.. (РОСТА №891)
- The Happy Townland by William Butler Yeats
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