Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me; Taking me back down the…
by Dev
The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream— The…
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the…
I saw above a sea of hills A solitary planet shine, And there was…
But what have I, but what have I, my friend, To give you, what can you…
There smiles the Divine Child among his playthings of unmeaning clouds…
Blond hair like a clown’s The music floats—drowns The creaking of…
And that inverted Bowl they call the Sky, Whereunder crawling coop'd we…
A bird comes flying from the West, It flies for the East, Towards the…
The way a crow Shook down on me The dust of snow From a hemlock tree……
