Alien and unmoved, they sway apart again--
The car moves through the fields and suburbs back to the town.

They leave the car in pairs, the picnic basket's
Rattling dismally, plate and spoon and jar.
The boy takes his girl to her lodgings in awkward silence.

They look askance--"Good-night!"--the front door closes,
Indeed their eyes have not met, since by the river
Those wondrous moments
Linked them to earth and night, not to each other.

IV. INTERLUDE

Mountain Trails
(GLACIER PARK, SEPT. '17)

I

Night stands in the valley
Her head
Is bound with stars,
While Dawn, a grey-eyed nun
Steals through the silent trees.
Behind the mountains
Morning shouts and sings
And dances upward.

II