Explore "Low Tide on Grand Pré: A Book of Lyrics" by Bliss Carman on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Your carmine flakes of bloom to-night / The fire of wintry sunsets hold; / Again in dreams you burn to light / A far Canadian garden old.
The blue north summer over it / Is bland with long ethereal days; / The gleaming martins wheel and flit / Where breaks your sun down orient ways.