The Poetry Corner

Distance.

By Madison Julius Cawein

I. I dreamed last night once more I stood Knee-deep in purple clover leas; Your old home glimmered thro' its wood Of dark and melancholy trees, Where ev'ry sudden summer breeze That wantoned o'er the solitude The water's melody pursued, And sleepy hummings of the bees. II. And ankle-deep in violet blooms Methought I saw you standing there, A lawny light among the glooms, A crown of sunlight on your hair; Wild songsters singing every where Made lightning with their glossy plumes; About you clung the wild perfumes And swooned along the shining air. III. And then you called me, and my ears Grew flattered with the music, led In fancy back to sweeter years, Far sweeter years that now are dead; And at your summons fast I sped, Buoyant as one a goal who nears. Ah! lost, dead love! I woke in tears; For as I neared you farther fled!