Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LONELY DUSKS, by LEXIE DEAN ROBERTSON Poet's Biography
First Line: So much of beauty runs to waste
Last Line: To hear and know and care?
Subject(s): Solitude; Loneliness
SO much of beauty runs to waste
Where careless eyes can see.
And is there never any one
To share a joy with me?
The warm brown wheat waits in the dusk
For winds to turn the mill,
And little stars slip out at night
To dream above the hill.
Sometimes an orange chariot
Comes up and stops awhile
So close to earth that I can catch
The lady moon's faint smile.
A dark bird sings a melody
That breaks the heart to bear
But who is there in all the world
To hear and know and care?
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