Eclipse of the Moon by Mary Susanah Robbins - HTML preview

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light and dark alone are waste.


snow drifts through all the parted streets

where in the cloudshine atoms meet

and whirl along a pearly space


your hands are in the parallel

of separated beams that lie

falling upon the dusk, the light

of streetlamps, falling where snow falls.


and we live in the play of dark

fastening cold to circling cold

that no sun's light embrace could hold

or fuse in any brilliant spark


and in this whirling of our fears

the beam within the fall of snow

and all the dark around still grow

luminous with the salt of tears.


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