Wednesday, May 20, 2015

On the Beach at Night

On the beach at night,
Stands a child with her father,
Watching the east, the autumn sky.

Up through the darkness,
While ravening clouds, the burial clouds, in black masses
   spreading.
Lower sullen and fast athwart and down the sky,
Amid a transparent clear belt of ether yet left in the east,
Ascends a large and calm the lord-star Jupiter,
And nigh athand, only a very little above,
Swim the delicate sisters the Pleiades
From the beach the child holding the hand of her father,
Those burial-clouds that lower victorious soon to 
   devour all,
Watching, silently weeps.
-Walt Whitman

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