by Sara Teasdale (1884-1933) from the collection " Dark Side of the Moon" ( 1926)
A little while after the twilight goes
This night the garden perfumes are earth and apple
dewy pine and rose....
Over my head four new-cut stars are glinting
And the inevitable night draws on;
Evenings on evenings
Years on years forever
Be taut, my spirit, close upon and keep
The scent.....
the brooding chill
the gilding fire-fly
A poem I learned before I fall asleep....
EACH EVENING.......
"We are all naturally seekers of wonders. We travel far to see the majesty of old ruins, the venerable forms of the hoary mountains, great waterfalls, and galleries of art. And yet the world's wonder is all around us; the wonder of setting suns, and evening stars, of the magic spring-time..." -Albert Pike
"Every evening brings us closer to God..." -Martin Luther
"So let us welcome peaceful evening in.." -William Cowper
photographs 2025
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