First Line: STUFF OF THE MOON Last Line: MAKE A WIDE DREAMING PANSY OF AN OLD POND IN THE NIGHT. Subject(s): LAKES; POOLS; PONDS;
STUFF of the moon Runs on the lapping sand Out to the longest shadows. Under the curving willows, And round the creep of the wave line, Fluxions of yellow and dusk on the waters Make a wide dreaming pansy of an old pond in the night.
