Eyes alive and listening
Enamored of a scene unseen
Unheard, the mournful keening
Of the wind through branches bare
And unknown, unnoticed
Dark shadow on dark wings
Night-Bird on the window-sill
Master of the sleeping things
Lover of the lonely things
Consort of despair
Circle ever closer here
And by blackest night
Creature of mortal fear
Beside my window-sill alight
And sing to me your lonely song
Sing to me your nightmare song
Lift your wings!
That I might see
Under icy moonlight, thee
Who hath given such symphony
Oh, Notes of nocturnal music thine!
Upon the hellish breeze
Raise your wings!
The night grows long
Night-Bird with your shining eyes
And carry me away
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Author:
Severus Alexander (Pseudonym) (
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