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The Dreamer

by Djuna Barnes

The night comes down, in ever-darkening shapes that seem--

To grope, with eerie fingers for the window--then--

To rest to sleep, enfolding me, as in a dream

Faith--might I awaken!


And drips the rain with seeming sad, insistent beat.

Shivering across the pane, drooping tear-wise,

And softly patters by, like little fearing feet.

Faith--this weather!


The feathery ash is fluttered; there upon the pane,--

The dying fire casts a flickering ghostly beam,--

Then closes in the night and gently falling rain.

Faith--what darkness!


About This Poem

"The Dreamer" was originally published in Harper's Weekly in 1911, when Djuna Barnes was nineteen years old. This poem was Barnes's first published text.



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