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THE day is turning ghost, / And scuttles from the kalendar in fits and furtively, / To join the anonymous host / Of those that throng oblivion; ceding his place, maybe, / To one of like degree.
I part the fire-gnawed logs, / Rake forth the embers, spoil the busy flames, and lay the ends / Upon the shining dogs; / Further and further from the nooks the twilight's stride extends, / And beamless black impends.