Nature
Under the April Moon
From Later Poems (1921)
Nature
Oh, well the world is dreaming
Under the April moon,
Her soul in love with beauty,
Her senses all a-swoon!
Pure hangs the silver crescent
Above the twilight wood,
And pure the silver music
Wakes from the marshy flood.
O Earth, with all thy transport,
How comes it life should seem
A shadow in the moonlight,
A murmur in a dream?
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MLA
Carman, Bliss. “Under the April Moon.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/carman/129/.
Chicago
Carman, Bliss. “Under the April Moon.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/carman/129/.
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