On a midsummer night, on a night that was eerie with stars, In a wood too deep for a single star to look through, You led down a path whose turnings you knew in the darkness, But the scent of the dew-dripping cedars was all that I knew. I drank of the darkness, I was fed with the honey of fragrance, I was glad of my life, the drawing of breath was sweet; I heard your voice, you said, "Look down, see the glowworm!" It was there before me, a small star, white at my feet. We watched while it brightened as though it were breathed on and burning, This tiny creature moving over earth's floor -- "'@3L'amor che move il sole e l'altre stelle@1,'" You said, and no more. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MEETING AND PASSING by ROBERT FROST THE SEVEN AGAINST THEBES: CHORUS by AESCHYLUS THE FLAT-HUNTER'S WAY by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS A SOLDIER'S GRAVE by JOHN ALBEE THE CLOUDED SOUL by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA |