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Park Poems

Table of Contents

  1. To A City-Park Squirrel by Amos Russel Wells
  2. Sunset: Battery Park by Evelyn Scott
  3. Autumn Dusk in Central Park by Evelyn Scott

  1. To A City-Park Squirrel

    by Amos Russel Wells

    Dear little exile from woodlands dear,
    How can you keep your wilderness grace,
    How can you bound so merrily here,
    Shut in this narrow and formal place?

    Still your fancies are forest-free,
    Still as gallant you swing and glide
    From dusty tree to skeleton tree
    As once you roamed through the woodlands wide.

    Surely you must, on a witching night,
    Flee from the prisoning haunts of men,
    Over the housetops take your flight,
    And bathe yourself in the woods again!

  2. Autumn Dusk in Central Park

    by Evelyn Scott

    Featureless people glide with dim motion through a quivering blue silver;
    Boats merge with the bronze-gold welters about their keels.
    The trees float upward in gray and green flames.
    Clouds, swans, boats, trees, all gliding up a hillside
    After some gray old women who lift their gaunt forms
    From falling shrouds of leaves.

    Thin fingered twigs clutch darkly at nothing.
    Crackling skeletons shine.
    Along the smutted horizon of Fifth Avenue
    The hooded houses watch heavily
    With oily gold eyes.

  3. Sunset: Battery Park

    by Evelyn Scott

    From cliffs of houses,
    Sunlit windows gaze down upon me
    Like undeniable eyes,
    Millions of bronze eyes,
    Unassailable,
    Obliterating all they see:
    The warm contiguous crowd in the street below
    Chills,
    Mists,
    Drifts past those hungry eyes of Eternity,
    Melts seaward and deathward
    To the ocean.