THE RIVER OF LIGHT

Lights foam and bubble down the gentle grade:

Bright shine chop sueys and rA'tisseries;

In pink translucence glowingly displayed

See camisole and stocking and chemise.

Delicatessen windows full of cheese —

Above, the chimes of church-bells toll and fade —

And then, from off some distant Palisade

That gluey savor on the Jersey breeze!

The burning bulbs, in green and white and red,

Spell out a Change of Program Sun., Wed., Fri.,

A clicking taxi spins with ruby spark.

There is a sense of poising near the head

Of some great flume of brightness, flowing by

To pour in gathering torrent through the dark.