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them quiver With faint drum-tones of thunder. Out of the crane-haunted mists of autumn, Blue and brown Rolls the moon. There was a city living here long ago, Of all that city There is only one stone left half-buried in the marsh, With characters upon it which no one now can read. _Despair_ Despair hangs in the broken folds of my garments; It clogs my footsteps, Like snow in the cherry bloom. In my heart is the sorrow Of years like red leaves buried in snow. _The Lonely Grave_ Pilgrims will ascend the road in early summer, Passing my tombstone Mossy, long forgotten. Girls will laugh and scatter cherry petals, Sometimes they will rest in the twisted pine-trees' shade. If one presses her warm lips to this tablet The dust of my body will feel a thrill, deep down in the silent earth. [Illustration] [Illustration] _Part IV_ _Evening Sky_ The sky spreads out its poor array Of tattered flags, Saffron and rose Over the weary huddle of housetops Smoking their evening pipes in silence. _City Lights_ The city gleams with lights this evening Like loud and yawning laughter from red lips. _Fugitive Beauty_ As the fish that leaps from the river, As the dropping of a November leaf at twilight, As the faint flicker of lightning down the southern sky, So I saw beauty, far away. _Silver Jars_ I dreamed I caught your loveliness In little silver jars: And when you died I opened them, And there was only soot within. _Evening Rain_ Rain fell so softly, in the evening, I almost thought it was the trees that were talking. _Toy-Boxes_ Cities are the toy-boxes Time plays with: And there are often many doll-houses Of which the dolls are lost. _Moods_ A poet's moods: Fluttering butterflies in the rain. _Grass_ Grass moves in the wind, My soul is backwards blown. _A Landscape_ Land, green-brown; Sea, brown-grey; Island, dull peacock blue; Sky, stone-grey. _Terror_ Because of the long pallid petals of white chrysanthemums Waving to and fro, I dare not go. _Mid-Summer Dusk_ Swallows twittering at twilight: Waves of heat Churned
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