"I Crossed The Orchard Walking Home"

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Title:     "I Crossed The Orchard Walking Home"
Author: Richard Le Gallienne [More Titles by Le Gallienne]

I crossed the orchard, walking home,
The rising moon was at my back,
The apples and the moonlight fell
Together on the railroad track.

Then, speeding through the evening dews,
A dozen lighted windows glide--
The East-bound flyer for New York,
Soft as a magic-lantern slide.

New York! on through the sleeping flowers,
Through echoing midnight on to noon;
How strange that yonder is New York,
And here such silence and the moon.

[The end]
Richard Le Gallienne's poem: "I Crossed The Orchard Walking Home"

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