John Crawford. Nadir. Harriet Monroe, ed. Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912-22

Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22.

Nadir

By John Crawford


From “Night” I AM part of lonely things
Of this lonely city … . . . . . . . . . . . .
A gold fish in a bowl,
Lowered into a lake,
Would feel the sleeping presence of fish	5
Even as I
Feel life withdrawn, suspended….

An immanence of life,
Like a remembered song of violins
And oboes	10
After a dance. . . . . . . . . . . . .
Even the sound of my footsteps
Dies in the snow.