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A STAR COMES SINGING

An unquiet tremor shakes the emptiness,A thin sound is born, and swells in statureUntil it is thunderous.
Now up the empty highroad of the sunsA sight—a faint and nebulous shimmer,Clearing, growing into a huge and pallid moon,Like a silver eye onrushing in the darkness,Lit by its tiny cindery sun.
The sound grows vaster, heaven-filling.The winds awake, pealing their hollow trumpeting,Dizzying the senses.Nearer and nearer the wheeling globe,Sea flecked and hill roughened, dimpled with valleys,Trailing its scarf of misty air.
It is here!With a noise like a thousand cities falling together.
III.
Faces
As its huge bulk towers in passingFaces peer from it, endlessly, endlessly,

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