Evening

The light passes

from ridge to ridge,

from flower to flower—

the hypaticas, wide-spread

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under the light

grow faint—

the petals reach inward,

the blue tips bend

toward the bluer heart

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and the flowers are lost.

The cornel-buds are still white,

but shadows dart

from the cornel-roots—

black creeps from root to root,

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each leaf

cuts another leaf on the grass,

shadow seeks shadow,

then both leaf

and leaf-shadow are lost.

—
H. D.

Sea Garden, 1916