<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=534883" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Domination Of Black</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">At night, by the fire,<br>The colors of the bushes<br>And of the fallen leaves,<br>Repeating themselves,<br>Turned in the room,<br>Like the leaves themselves<br>Turning in the wind.<br>Yes: but the color of the heavy hemlocks<br>Came striding.<br>And I remembered the cry of the peacocks.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The colors of their tails<br>Were like the leaves themselves<br>Turning in the wind,<br>In the twilight wind.<br>They swept over the room,<br>Just as they flew from the boughs of the hemlocks<br>Down to the ground.<br>I heard them cry -- the peacocks.<br>Was it a cry against the twilight<br>Or against the leaves themselves<br>Turning in the wind,<br>Turning as the flames<br>Turned in the fire,<br>Turning as the tails of the peacocks<br>Turned in the loud fire,<br>Loud as the hemlocks<br>Full of the cry of the peacocks?<br>Or was it a cry against the hemlocks?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Out of the window,<br>I saw how the planets gathered<br>Like the leaves themselves<br>Turning in the wind.<br>I saw how the night came,<br>Came striding like the color of the heavy hemlocks<br>I felt afraid.<br>And I remembered the cry of the peacocks.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Wallace+Stevens">Wallace Stevens</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=534883" data-title="Domination Of Black de Wallace Stevens" data-description="At night, by the fire, The colors of the bushes And of the fallen leaves, Repeating themselves, Turned in the room, Like the leaves themselves Turning in the wind. Yes: but the color of the heavy hemlocks Came striding. And I remembered the cry of..."></div> </div> </div>

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