Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, NIGHT, by MILDRED PLEW MEIGS MERRYMAN



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NIGHT, by                    
First Line: No roofs are here to mark the roll of heaven
Last Line: Candle light.
Alternate Author Name(s): Meigs, Mildred Plew
Subject(s): Blue (color); Night; Bedtime


No roofs are here to mark the roll of heaven,
Blue lifts to blue that only stars dare pin;
Across the carven death-cold moon, like mourners,
Pale clouds skin.

The pines, great weary gods, have gone to dreaming
And faintly, lest the mood of evening mar,
Thin cricket calling silvers down the silence
Like a scar.

In some such hour too big for human holding,
Old ape men once, I think, surveyed the night
And yearned with all their savage souls for coming
Candle light.





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