The @3semi@1 is silent (Autumn rains!) The wind-bells tinkle (How chill it is!) The quick lights come On the @3shoji@1-panes. Come, A Baku, Eater of dreams! The maple darkens (Pale grow I!) The near night shivers (The Temple fades.) Haunting love Will not cease to cry! Come, O Baku, Eater of dreams! The wild mists gather (Ah, my tears!) The pane-lights vanish (For some there is rest.) But for me -- The remembered years! Come, O Baku, Eater of dreams! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SACHEM OF THE CLOUDS (A THANKSGIVING LEGEND) by ROBERT FROST SMALL COUNTRIES by JAMES GALVIN IN QUEST by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TUNK (A LECTURE ON MODERN EDUCATION) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON |