Poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson

Souvenir

A vanished house that for an hour I knew
By some forgotten chance when I was young
Had once a glimmering window overhung
With honeysuckle wet with evening dew.
Along the path tall dusky dahlias grew,
And shadowy hydrangeas reached and swung
Ferociously; and over me, among
The moths and mysteries, a blurred bat flew.

Somewhere within there were dim presences
Of days that hovered and of years gone by.
I waited, and between their silences
There was an evanescent faded noise;
And though a child, I knew it was the voice
Of one whose occupation was to die.

1. Veteran Sirens
2. The Dark House
3. Siege Perilous
4. Lisette and Eileen
5. Demos I

Edna Millay Souvenir ("Just a rainy day or two")

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