Winter streets

Orion Nebula / © Fanis Matsopoulos

The stars, escaping,
Evaporate in acrid mists.
The houses, rearing themselves higher,
Assemble among the clouds.
Night blows through me.
I am clear with its bitterness.
I tinkle along brick canyons
Like a crystal leaf.
Evelyn Scott [Winter Streets, 1920]
Με ευχαριστίες στην Ελένη