Carl Sandburg





Prairie Waters by Night

Chatter of birds two by two raises a night song joining a litany of
     running water--sheer waters showing the russet of old stones 
     remembering many rains.

And the long willows drowse on the shoulders of the running water, 
     and sleep from much music; joined songs of day-end, feathery 
     throats and stony waters, in a choir chanting new psalms.

It is too much for the long willows when low laughter of a red moon 
     comes down; and the willows drowse and sleep on the shoulders 
     of the running water.