The Winter Moonlight
The silence of the silver night
Lies visibly upon the pines;
In marble flame the moon declines
Where spectral mountains dream in light.
And pale as with eternal sleep
The enchanted valleys, far and strange,
Extend for ever without change
Beneath the veiling splendors deep.
Carven of steel or fretted stone,
One stark and leafless autumn tree
With shadows made of ebony
Leans on the moon-ward field alone.
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Clark Ashton Smith (1893-1961)
from Ebony and Crystal, 1922
[Poem is in the public domain in Canada and the United States]
Logopop, Moonlight in the middle of nowhere 4, 2011. CC BY-SA 3.0, Wikimedia Commons
Excellent work from the old school of pulp fiction....
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