Flame and Shadow/Winter Dusk

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WINTER DUSK

I watch the great clear twilight
Veiling the ice-bowed trees;
Their branches tinkle faintly
With crystal melodies.


The larches bend their silver
Over the hush of snow;
One star is lighted in the west,
Two in the zenith glow.


For a moment I have forgotten
Wars and women who mourn—
I think of the mother who bore me
And thank her that I was born.