Eight Harvard Poets/On a Street Corner

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Eight Harvard Poets
On a Street Corner
by William A. Norris

ON A STREET CORNER


BUT all the time you spoke I did not hear
The words you said. I only heard a far
Faint sound of summer waters and a clear
Calling of music from some lonely star.
I thought I heard the lisp of falling dew
In a dark meadow where no breezes stirred. …
Then all at once the noisy street, and you

Smiling at me because I had not heard!