Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THROUGH THE DARK, by CHARLES VAN LERBERGHE


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First Line: Dusk's orisons / are sable swans
Last Line: It is morn.
Subject(s): Dusk; Night; Shadows; Bedtime


Dusk's orisons
Are sable swans
Or somber fay.
Out of flowers, out of things,
Out of us, each spirit springs:
Our shadows they.

They advance; the day recoils.
They tangle twilight in their coils.

They assemble and they call;
Speedily, silently, they all
Hover about,
And their wings held out
Make the night.

But dawn in the stream
Stirs in her dream
And her torch kindles.
She lifts into sight
As the dream dwindles;
Over the waves she gathers there
The rising stir of her blonde hair
And her eyes' wonder.

Then in swift flight
The shadows dart under;
No one knows where they are borne.
Into the stream? Into earth's breast?
Into a flower? Into a stone?
Into us? ... It will never be known.
The wings droop in the air
And come to rest.
It is morn.





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