Precipitations by Evelyn Scott
page 33 of 69 (47%)
page 33 of 69 (47%)
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And from all sides
Peer and linger the startled faces, Pale in the harshness of the sunlight. NIGHT MUSIC Through the blue water of night Rises the white bubble of silence-- Rises, And breaks: The shivered crystal bell of the moon, Dying away in star splinters. The still mists bear the sound Beyond the horizon. NOCTURNE OF WATER A shining bird plunges to the deep, Becomes entangled with seaweed, And never more emerges. Pale golden feathers drift across the sky, Fire feathered clouds, Riding the weightless billows of back velvet On the horizon. THE LONG MOMENT A white sigh clouds the fields Into quietness. Above the billowed snow |
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