Winter Twilight Poem by Nero CaroZiv

The sun was fatigue that morning; rising with gore-red gleams
Its broken edges dripping gold, pruned as it were of dissolving beams
Half hidden, obscure in the darkling clouds, hiding half showing
To me it seemed like a horse-shoe in the charcoal glowing
And from the East the moaning winds began to rise
Driving the herding clouds like jagged blocks in a river of ice

Each passing cloud along the day released a gust of a wintery rain
Which by the following blasting wind was dried again
Not too soon behind the frizzing wind another rain loaded cloud rolled
Strange uneasy feelings emerged as the day was wet and cold
And in the ever faster bombardment of heavy falling rain
The evil voice raged, and fumed and did strain


At the start of the cold night darkness deepened; the horizon last beam
And in the wood foxes eyes like candles did gleam
At last the moon with silver clouds canopy came forth
Above the citrus orchards lightening sky and frozen earth
And then a lone star came out to face the pale moon
Behind it others hundreds, thousands twinkled soon

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