To sleep
To sleep,
yes,
at last
to sleep
windows open,
to watch
the paling rise
of autumn’s moon,
waxing above
the trees
and rooftops,
the stars,
hidden,
the shadows
long,
upon the garden,
yet from midnight,
the seasons change,
alas too soon,
too soon!
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