Last nIght your watchdog barked all nIght So once you lose and ht the hght. I t wasn't someone at your locks. N 0, In your rUI al letter box I leave thIs note without a stamp To tell you it was Just a tramp Who used your pasture for a camp. There pOInted hke the pIp of spades The young spruce made a suite of glades So regular that In the dark The place was like a city park. There I elected to demur Beneath a low-slung Juniper Tha t lIke a blanket to my chin Kept some dew out and some heat in, Yet left nle freely face to face All night with universal space. It may have been at two o'clock That under me a point of rock Developed in the grass and fern, And as I woke afraid to tum Or so much as uncross my feet, Lest having wasted precIOus heat I never should again be warmed, The largest firedrop ever formed From two stars' haVIng coalesced Went streaking molten down the west. And then your tranlp astrologer From seeing tIus undoubted stir In Heaven's firm-set firmament, HImself had the equivalent, Only wIthIn. Inside the brain Two memories that long had lam, Now qUIvered toward each other, lIpped Together, and together slIpped, And for a moment all was plain That men have thought about in vain. Please, nly involuntary host, Forgive me if I seem to boast. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IMAGINARY ANCESTORS: THE GIRAFFE WOMAN OF BURMA by MADELINE DEFREES ALIENS (TO YOU - EVERYWHERE! DEDICATED) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO W.E.B. DUBOIS - SCHOLAR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO A FRIEND IN THE MAKING by MARIANNE MOORE THE LAWYERS KNOW TOO MUCH by CARL SANDBURG BLIZZARD by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE PARADOX by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR A TEAMSTER'S FAREWELL by CARL SANDBURG ANIMAL TRANQUILITY AND DECAY; A SKETCH by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |