The Poetry Corner

Premonition.

By Bliss Carman (William)

He said, "Good-night, my heart is light, To-morrow morn at day We two together in the dew Shall forth and fare away. "We shall go down, the halls of dawn To find the doors of joy; We shall not part again, dear heart." And he laughed out like a boy. He turned and strode down the blue road Against the western sky Where the last line of sunset glowed As sullen embers die. The night reached out her kraken arms To clutch him as he passed, And for one sudden moment My soul shrank back aghast.