TwilightT. Red in the West. br Dimness. A glow on the wood. br The teams plod home to rest. br The wild duck come to glean. br O souls not understood, br What a wild cry in the pool; br What things have the farm ducks seen br That they cry so--huddle and cry? br Only the soul that goes. br Eager. Eager. Flying. br Over the globe of the moon, br Over the wood that glows. br Wings linked. Necks a-strain, br A rush and a wild crying. br br A cry of the long pain br In the reeds of a steel lagoon, br In a land that no man knows.