Evening dresses
I saw only the shadow fraying limes
In their quiet powders and surrounding light the sky
As a loving cleverly slow shade and feels rs
Slipping into points fixing the fullness of distant
Filling the grove
Oh summer evenings
Or fresh water
And disgrace
Top day
I knew facets of lineaments
The learned face tenderly as one reads
A walk by distinguishing traits
Where I surprised his curly dress a breath
In light air
To the meeting
On a rose
I heard suddenly
His voice say :
" I did not know the power of things ! "