A City Sunset / T.E. Hulme

A City Sunset
Alluring, Earth seducing, with high conceits is the sunset that reigns at the end of westward streets. . . . A sudden flaring sky troubling strangely the passer by with visions, alien to long streets, of Cytherea or the smooth flesh of Lady Castlemaine. . . . A frolic of crimson is the spreading glory of the sky, heaven's jocund maid flaunting a trailed red robe along the fretted city roofs about the time of homeward going crowds -- a vain maid, lingering, loth to go. . ..