Explore "June Night in Washington" by Bliss Carman on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
The scent of honeysuckle, / Drugging the twilight / With its sweet opiate of lovers' dreams! / The last red glow of the setting sun / On the red brick wall / Of the neighboring house, / And the scramble of red roses over it!
Slowly, slowly / The night smokes up from the city to the stars, / The faint foreshadowed stars; / The smouldering night / Breathes upward like the breath / Of a woman asleep / With dim breast rising and falling / And a smile of delicate dreams.