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<h1>Anthology of Massachusetts Poets</h1>
<h2 class="no-break">by<br/>WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE</h2>
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<h2><SPAN name="chap01"></SPAN>HOME-BOUND</h2>
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The moon is a wavering rim where one fish slips,<br/>
The water makes a quietness of sound;<br/>
Night is an anchoring of many ships<br/>
Home-bound.<br/>
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There are strange tunnelers in the dark, and whirs<br/>
Of wings that die, and hairy spiders spin<br/>
The silence into nets, and tenanters<br/>
Move softly in.<br/>
<br/>I step on shadows riding through the grass,<br/>
And feel the night lean cool against my face;<br/>
And challenged by the sentinel of space,<br/>
I pass.<br/></p>
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JOSEPH AUSLANDER</p>
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