名人诗歌|Flame and Shadow(12)

Sunset： St. Louis

Hushed in the smoky haze^{1 of summer sunset, When I came home again from far-off places, How many times I saw my western city Dream by her river.}

Then for an hour the water wore a mantle^{2 Of tawny3 gold and mauve and misted turquoise4 Under the tall and darkened arches bearing Gray, high-flung bridges.}

Against the sunset, water-towers and steeples Flickered^{5 with fire up the slope to westward6, And old warehouses7 poured their purple shadows Across the levee.}

High over them the black train swept with thunder, Cleaving^{8 the city, leaving far beneath it Wharf-boats moored9 beside the old side-wheelers Resting in twilight10.}