(@3Instead of "Marathon," the commuter may substitute the name of his favorite suburb@1) THE stars are kind to Marathon, How low, how close, they lean! They jostle one another And do their best to please -- Indeed, they are so neighborly That in the twilight green One reaches out to pick them Behind the poplar trees. The stars are kind to Marathon, And one particular Bright planet (which is Vesper) Most lucid and serene, Is waiting by the railway bridge, The Good Commuter's Star, The Star of Wise Men coming home On time, at 6:15! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CINQUAIN: MOON-SHADOWS by ADELAIDE CRAPSEY ON THE SITE OF A MULBERRY-TREE PLANTED BY SHAKESPEARE ... by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE LAMENTATION OF DANAE by SIMONIDES OF CEOS THE SECOND COMING by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS CHRIST by ROBERT JONES BURDETTE |