Thunderstorm, Instantaneous Forever

After this the halt and summer

Parted company; and taking

Off his cap at night the thunder

Took a hundred blinding stills.

Lilac clusters faded; plucking

Off an armful of new lightnings,

From the field he tried to throw them

At the mansion in the hills.

And when waves of evil laughter

Rolled along the iron roofing

And, like charcoal on a drawing,

Showers thundered on the fence,

Then the crumbling mind began to

Blink; it seemed it would be floodlit

Even in those distant comers

Where the light is now intense.