The sun is dying; space and room.
Serenity, vast sense of rest,
Lie bosomed in the orange west
Of Orient waters. Hear the boom
Of long, strong billows; wave on wave,
Like funeral guns above a grave.
The Sun Is Dying; Space And Room
Joaquin Miller
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Poem topics: funeral, space, sun, long, room, sense, hear, strong, grave, orange, serenity, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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