Dark of the Moon

Chapter 57: An End

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About This Book

A collection of lyric poems organized into thematic sections that dwell on natural landscapes, seasonal change, and intimate emotion. Short, image-driven pieces range from moonlit nights and coastal scenes to autumnal boulevards and secluded woods, often pairing precise sensory detail with reflections on longing, love, memory, and mortality. Portraits of individuals and quiet elegies appear alongside meditations on stars and tides, producing a restrained, musical voice that emphasizes transience and beauty through concise, resonant language.

An End

I have no heart for any other joy,

The drenched September day turns to depart,

And I have said good-bye to what I love;

With my own will I vanquished my own heart.

On the long wind I hear the winter coming,

The window panes are cold and blind with rain;

With my own will I turned the summer from me

And summer will not come to me again.