Stars
By Estelle Webb Thomas
Stars tonight in the purple dark
And a slender, silver sickle moon.
And that restless, poignant ecstasy
That haunts the nights of June.
Stars tonight as on that night
You careless spoke your light goodby;
But you took from me the ecstacy
And the stars from out my sky.
(1933)
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I keep coming back to this; it intrigues me.
That’s high compliment for poetry.