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Prairie Waters by Night

CHATTER of birds two by two raises a night song joining a litany of running
water—sheer waters showing the russet of old stones remembering many
rains.

And the long willows drowse on the shoulders of the running water, and
sleep from much music; joined songs of day-end, feathery throats and stony
waters, in a choir chanting new psalms.

It is too much for the long willows when low laughter of a red moon comes
down; and the willows drowse and sleep on the shoulders of the running
water
                                                                    Carl Sandburg