Impression, An

Sky like smoked mother-o-pearl,
Dim background for bare trees
That lift against it stained twig traceries:
Smoke wreaths that curl
Upward from carved stone chimneys silently—
Twilight time … nigh!

Westward wide scarlet bars
Belting day's silvery waist—
And Eastward sable clouds interlaced …
So—night lifts nearer luminous with stars …
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