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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NOCTURNE IN THE SOUTH, by CLINTON SCOLLARD Poet's Biography
First Line: The slender new moon seems as frail
Last Line: In your white hands.
Subject(s): Moon
First Line: The slender new moon seems as frail
Last Line: In your white hands.
Subject(s): Moon
THE slender new moon seems as frail
As thin ice 'twixt November reeds;
A bird-note from a distant swale
Mounts and recedes.
A wan moth dips across the dusk
Like a magnolia's ghost, and then,
Amid the scent of rose and musk,
Is gone again.
The dews gleam beryl-wise; you come,
Your hair caught up in amber strands,
Life's bliss -- its whole ecstatic sum --
In your white hands.
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