Sitting On A Park Bench   Leave a comment

Relaxing by the Bay-art-Edit-1-72Sitting On A Park Bench By The Sound — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Long Island Sound

I see it as it looked one afternoon

In August,—by a fresh soft breeze o’erblown.

The swiftness of the tide, the light thereon,

A far-off sail, white as a crescent moon.

The shining waters with pale currents strewn,

The quiet fishing-smacks, the Eastern cove,

The semi-circle of its dark, green grove.

The luminous grasses, and the merry sun

In the grave sky; the sparkle far and wide,

Laughter of unseen children, cheerful chirp

Of crickets, and low lisp of rippling tide,

Light summer clouds fantastical as sleep

Changing unnoted while I gazed thereon.

All these fair sounds and sights I made my own.

—  Emma Lazarus

Posted July 31, 2020 by kenneturner in Art, Information, Photo-Artistry, Poetry

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