IN the wild soft summer darkness How many and many a night we two together Sat in the park and watched the Hudson Wearing her lights like golden spangles Glinting on black satin. The rail along the curving pathway Was low in a happy place to let us cross, And down the hill a tree that dripped with bloom Sheltered us While your kisses and the flowers, Falling, falling, Tangled my hair. . . . The frail white stars moved slowly over the sky. And now, far off In the fragrant darkness The tree is tremulous again with bloom For June comes back. To-night what girl When she goes home, Dreamily before her mirror shakes from her hair This year's blossoms, clinging in its coils? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG OF KAREN, THE DANCING CHILD by KATHERINE MANSFIELD SOPHISTICATION by CONRAD AIKEN SPRING NOTES FROM ROBIN HILL by HAYDEN CARRUTH CONSECRATED GROUND; READ AT THE NEW YORK CITY HALL by EDWIN MARKHAM JOE HILL LISTENS TO THE PRAYING by KENNETH PATCHEN |