Dreams in the Dusk

Today we read Dreams in the Dusk for your pleasure. Also from Chicago Poems, I think this poem captures the essence of fall, the dusk of the day when things go silent and a tear falls down our cheek.

Dreams in the Dusk by Carl Sandburg

Dreams in the dusk,
Only dreams closing the day
And with the day’s close going back
To the gray things, the dark things,
The far, deep things of dreamland.

Dreams, only dreams in the dusk,
Only the old remembered pictures
Of lost days when the day’s loss
Wrote in tears the heart’s loss.

Tears and loss and broken dreams
May find your heart at dusk.

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