PART II - NIGHT IN ARIZONA

NIGHT IN ARIZONA

THE moon is a charring ember
Dying into the dark;

Off in the crouching mountains
Coyotes bark.

The stars are heavy in heaven,
Too great for the sky to hold--
What if they fell and shattered
The earth with gold?

No lights are over the mesa,
The wind is hard and wild,
I stand at the darkened window
And cry like a child.

Content of PART II: NIGHT IN ARIZONA [Sara Teasdale's poem collection: Rivers to the Sea]

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