Poem by Raymond Garfield Dandridge

Sunset

Round appearing,
Illuminant fire,
Built in space,
Shedding heat,
Traveling westward;
Your photosphere
Conflicts
With dwindl'ing light
Of stricken day,
At dying hour.
Emerging from
The reek appears
At distant edge of earth,
A straightened rainbow
Reaching far into the sky—
You are an artist, Sun!

1. At the Bier of Hope
2. Color Blind
3. Red Rose
4. Love

Emily Dickinson Sunset ("Where ships of purple gently toss")

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