At Night – Yone Noguchi 

At night the Universe grows lean, sober-
faced, of intoxication,

The shadow of the half-sphere curtains

down closely against my world, like a 

doorless cage, and the stillness chained by

wrinkled darkness strains throughout the Uni-

verse to be free. 

Listen, frogs in the pond, (the world is a pond itself)

cry out for the light, for the truth!

The curtains rattle ghostlily along, bloodily biting

my soul, the winds knocking on my cabin door

with their shadowy hands. 

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