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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

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
                                                                    Carl Sandburg