The Northern Crown Slightly Blurred By Haze
In the soft pale golden light sliced with blue flashes
No circling speck of deep yellow gold gleams and shifts
Into something like an orb with a dark blue blazing core
Evening Star
Though whitish or hazy or nacreous drifts forgather
And grey mists and fleeting clouds arise and glide
They do not whirl about nor break away in any shape
A white sail
No circling speck of deep yellow gold gleams and shifts
Into something like an orb with a dark blue blazing core
Evening Star
Though whitish or hazy or nacreous drifts forgather
And grey mists and fleeting clouds arise and glide
They do not whirl about nor break away in any shape
A white sail