First published in Famous Fantastic Mysteries, October 1947, this poem has never been reprinted.
Dark Waters
by M. Ludington CainThe spring moon swells the river,
The Waters clutch like hands
Where willow branches quiver
Above the pebbly sands.But no moon knows the secret
The swirling waters keep,
And whether the moon is new or full
The waters are dark and deep.The summer moonlight lingers
On shimmering grasses there,
The zephyr’s gentle fingers
Comb out their shining hair….But no moon saw the gypsies come,
And no moon saw them go,
And only the midnight shadows
Guess what the waters know-Some say there was a lover,
Some say there was a child,
But whatever the shadows cover,
The waters are dark and wild.
Listen to Mister Jim Moon‘s reading of it: |MP3|
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Posted by Jesse Willis