Darkness at Noon

Dark.

As the clouded face of a truant,scolded.

Of a darkness,darker than that of

the shadow of a girl,debauch'd

by her fiance'.

Dark,

as the leftovers, of yesterdays,

dumped in the backyard of today.

Dark reptiles move on the road.

Dark cars,taxis,buses,and trams

and a screech of ghostly autos

sigh in the dark.

The wretched station-tower reels

under a grim canopy.

Suddenly,an enthusiastic bird tiptoes braving the dark sea.

The marooned chronicler writes:

The day mourns for the death of a noon.