Poems, 1914-1919

<h3><SPAN name="A_JUNE_NIGHT_IN_RUSSIA" id="A_JUNE_NIGHT_IN_RUSSIA"></SPAN>A JUNE NIGHT IN RUSSIA</h3> <div class="poetry"> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0"><span class="smcap">A concert</span>. Hark to the prelude’s opening bar!<br/></span> <span class="i0">Played by the sheep bells tinkling on the hill;<br/></span> <span class="i0">Dogs bark and frogs are croaking near the mill,<br/></span> <span class="i0">The watchman’s rattle beats the time afar.<br/></span> <span class="i0">Like water bubbling in a magic jar,<br/></span> <span class="i0">The nightingale begins a liquid trill,<br/></span> <span class="i0">Another answers; and the world’s so still,<br/></span> <span class="i0">You’d think that you could hear that falling star.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">I scarcely see for light the stars that swim<br/></span> <span class="i0">Aloof in skies not dark but only dim.<br/></span> <span class="i0">The women’s voices echo far away.<br/></span> <span class="i0">And on the road two lovers sing a song:<br/></span> <span class="i0">They sing the joy of love that lasts a day:<br/></span> <span class="i0">The sorrow of love that lasts a whole life long.<br/></span></div> </div></div> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page_036" id="page_036"></SPAN>{36}</span></p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />