Trees like country preachers
On their rostrums,
Their arms raised in blessing
Over the evening fields.
Every leaf now, every weed
Helping the night
Darken and quiet the world
For what’s to come.
Charles Simic, opening strophe to “Café Don Quixote” from The Voice at 3:00 A.M. (Harcourt, 2003)
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