| Reed-song (1917) by |
| from Poetry, December 1917 |
Crescent moon over pines. Courtesy Cascadia Institute.
Reed-song[]
A crescent moon
Behind the pines,
The cry of a loon
Where the river winds.
The blackened trees
On the long gray shore,
A sob in the breeze
That the day is no more.
This poem is in the public domain