Dusk At Hiroshima

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Title:     Dusk At Hiroshima
Author: Cale Young Rice [More Titles by Rice]

Softly the bamboo bends
As the sun sinks down unglowing,
Softer the willow ends
A sigh to the dusk around.
Quickly the brief bat wends
His flittering way, thro flowing
Fields of the autumn air,
That are husht of the city's sound.

Temple and thatch and stream
Are forgetting the light that lingers,
Mountain and mist in dream
Already are lost, afar.
Faintingly comes the beam
Of the moon--then viewless fingers
Tinkle a samisen,
And astir on the East is a star.

[The end]
Cale Young Rice's poem: Dusk At Hiroshima

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