DUSK.
Yeslerday, before the nightWhen the sky hung like a burning veil Between the magic day alnd vague unhappiness: of duskal bird awoke and sang.... Sang just one note, «lf pure pulsating note, Which roused the dreaming leaves alnd touched the dusking quietness With crystal sound, dlnd stirred my heart with pain ineffable. One note, one song, One prayer... and then the night...
E.M.
R.
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Radio Record, Volume V, Issue 41, 22 April 1932, Unnumbered Page
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65DUSK. Radio Record, Volume V, Issue 41, 22 April 1932, Unnumbered Page
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