Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, WHISTLES AT NIGHT, by JOHN HALL WHEELOCK


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First Line: At night in the city when the far-off whistles blow
Last Line: And the dawn comes slow.
Subject(s): Central Park, New York City; Memory; Night; Parks; Streets; Bedtime; Avenues


At night in the city when the far-off whistles blow
I think of you, far-off in the dark and the night,
And the old days come back of your young delight
So long ago.

I remember the evening we parted forever at last,
The long, dim aisles of trees in the lamp-lit Park,
The windy houses that huddled, chilly and dark,
On the twilit Vast.

And even the sound of the newsboy's voice in the street
And a rattling car, in that moment of exquisite pain,
Burned themselves like odors into my brain,
Sharp and yet sweet.

Because we knew it must be forever and aye,
We would laugh, we said, to make it a little thing;
I remember your voice, how your laugh had a curious ring
Not wholly gay.

The old dear way of moving your shoulders had—
And when you had turned away for a little while,
How you turned back with a last, brave ghost of a smile,—
But not glad, not glad!

At night in the city when the far-off whistles blow
I think of you, far-off in the dark and the night;
The arc-lamp out in the street flares dizzy and white,
And the dawn comes slow.





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