Here you will find the Poem Night-Fliers of poet Padraic Colum
THE birds that soar break space Like heavy bodies hurled! Not so the birds of night They move as in a sphere On which they touch always How patterned their flight! The owl, the whippoorwill! And like volcano's ash His plumes all cinderous Black mirrors are his eyes (The owl's). They'll fill with light What time will come the cries As from tongues taut with dews (The whippoorwills). What sounds Are in their day-lost world, What motions and what hues!