The moonlight
Yvor Winters
I waited on
In the late autumn moonlight
A train droning out of thought--
The mind on moonlight
And on trains.
Blind as a thread of water
Stirring through a cold like dust,
Lonely beyond all silence
And humming this to children,
The nostalgic listeners in sleep,
Because no guardian
Stirs stories through distance upon distance,
His eyes a web of sleep.
"The moonlight" appeared in Secession No. 7 (Winter 1924).
Yvor Winters, born October 17, 1900 in Chicago, was a poet,
critic and professor. He was the author of many books, including
his collected poems (Swallow press, 1960, which won the
Bolinger Prize. He died on January 25, 1968.
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So evocative
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Thank you, Derrick
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