Nature
Mist
From Some Verses (1898)
Nature
Mist on the sea; like a great bird's pendulous wing,
Broken and hushed; it trails on the face of the main,
Down comes the sun, a red shot from a merciful sling
Burning its heart with swift death as an end to the pain.
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MLA
Whitney, Helen Hay. “Mist.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/whitney_hh/46/.
Chicago
Whitney, Helen Hay. “Mist.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/whitney_hh/46/.
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