William H. Simpson. The Trail Up-sky. Harriet Monroe, ed. Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912-22

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

The Trail Up-sky

By William H. Simpson


From “Along Old Trails” TOO soon
Fades that last whiteness of the moon.
The face of noon is wrinkled, old—
Like Pablo’s, of the sheepfold,
Who has seen all youth go by	5
On the long trail, up-sky.

Evening waits
At her turquoise gates
To fondle us,
And sing and sing,	10
With croon of mothering.

We ask not whither,
Ask not why,
On the long trail up-sky.