Acrid fragrance of salt in the night air -- Borne to me by a boisterous autumn wind From far out among carousing waves -- Brings back to me a night When salt breezes left their lingering touch on my senses As they chilled my quivering, fevered body -- Left my hair crisp and curling with salt moisture. A wild glad night when an oval harvest moon Danced crazily in a wind-rocked October sky. My dreams are bright with the glow of the harvest moon; Bitter with the salt of the sea wind -- And the waves against the shore are droning -- droning -- | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GARDEN WIRELESS by CARL SANDBURG THE NEW ARRIVAL by GEORGE WASHINGTON CABLE SNOW-FLAKES by MARY ELIZABETH MAPES DODGE ELIOT'S OAK; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE LORELEI by GUILLAUME APOLLINAIRE AUTUMN; WRITTEN IN THE GROUNDS OF MARTIN COLE, ESQ. by BERNARD BARTON EXOTIC PERFUME by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE |