They are moving down the star-lanes, Down the star-lanes, curving under; They are plowing through the darkness Of the sky. And the beat of whirring pinions Makes a faintly sounding thunder That my heart awakes to answer As they fly! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT SUNSET TIME by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR SONNET PREFIXED TO 'THE COMMONWEALTH & GOVERNMENT OF VENICE' by EDMUND SPENSER STELLA'S BIRTHDAY, 1726-7 by JONATHAN SWIFT A CHILD TO HIS SICK GRANDFATHER by JOANNA BAILLIE SONG: 6 by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |