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About The North Coast times-eagle. (Wheeler, Oregon) 1971-2007 | View Entire Issue (May 1, 1990)
PA G E 9 JUNE NIGHT Into my room to-night came June, A band of stars caught up her hair, And woven of the mist of moon, And patterned from the leaf-laced air, Her garments spread a soft perfume Over the shadows of my room. But hardly had her coming stirred My darkness with a hope like dawn, Or had my anxious silence heard Her faint footfall, than she was gone. She went as though with a quick fear Of the eternal winter here. UNSEEN Often I am awaked from sleep to see— Framed like a picture by the dark of night— The sweep of space above a frozen height, Or, lifting from a skyline, one dead tree. Again it is the full tide leaping free Over black rocks, or breaking blue and white. Again, a rill that in leaf-filtered light, With words of rustling water, calls to me. These are not dreams of beauty I have known, Nor mine the interest remembrance brings; Only my fancy knows the tides’ deep tone, Only my longing seeks the tangled springs . . , And yet they make a clearer, wilder call Than if a fond remembering were all. THE GREYVEIL Life flings weariness over me Like a thick grey veil; I see Through its mesh where suns are cold, Nights are ancient and dawns are old. Now at last with glamour gone I can see the naked dawn; Gauge the hollow depths of noon, Coolly question star and moon. And where fired sunsets pale I, who wear life's grey veil, Shall not marvel, shall not care. No light of earth’s however fair, Robbed of the sting of its surprise, Can delude my sober eyes. HABIT Last night when my work was done, And my estranged hands Were becoming mutually interested In such forgotten things as pulses, I looked out of a window Into a glittering night sky. And instantly I began to feather-stitch a ring around the moon. HAZEL HALL WAS AN OREGON POET. THESE POEMS WERE WRITTEN IN 1921. DRAWINGS AND DESIGN BY AGNES FIELD. THE PROUD STEED I plunge at the rearing hours; Life is a steed of pride, Who so high above me towers I cannot mount and ride.
