The Eavesdropper – Bliss Carman

In a still room at hush of dawn,

My Love and I lay side by side And heard the roaming forest wind Stir in the paling autumn-tide.

I watched her earth-brown eyes grow glad Because the round day was so fair; While memories of reluctant night Lurked in the blue dusk of her hair.

Outside, a yellow maple tree, Shifting upon the silvery blue With tiny multitudinous sound,

She rustled to let the sunlight through.

The livelong day the elvish leaves Danced with their shadows on the floor, And the lost children of the wind

Went straying homeward by our door.

And all the swarthy afternoon We watched the tremendous deliberate sun Walk through the crimsoned shadowy world,

He was counting his hilltops one by one.

Then as the purple twilight came And touched the vines along our eaves,

Another Shadow stood without And gloomed the dancing of the leaves.

The silence fell on my Love’s lips;

Her great brown eyes were veiled and sad With pondering some maze of a dream,

Over all the splendid year, was glad.

Restless and vague as a grey wind Her heart had grown, she knew not why.

But hurrying to the open door, Against the verge of the western sky I saw retreating on the hills, Looming and sinister and black, The stealthy figure swift and enormous Of One who strode and looked not back.

~ The Eavesdropper – Bliss Carman

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