Poems (Radford)/Oh, Moons of Longing that Roll

by Dollie Radford

III

Oh, moons of longing that roll Through the warm summer sky,Your fires are burning my soul That have left you so cold,Oh nights that prison me fast, In whose beauty I die,Your spells about me are cast, I am lost in your hold,

My heart is pressed to the springs, And the passion of life,My heart is bared to the stings And the anguish of death, My pang of knowledge is deep As the seas in their strife,And big the tears that I weep With the salt of their breath.