"Sun, don't go!" I was awake
at last. "No, go I must, they're calling
me."
"Who are they?"
Rising he said, "Some day you'll know. They're calling to you too." Darkly he rose, and then I slept.


Collected Poems (1967). A True Account of Talking to the Sun at Fire Island


Sun, don't go! I was awake at last. No, go I must, they're calling me. Who are they? Rising he said, Some day you'll know. They're calling to you...

Sun, don't go! I was awake at last. No, go I must, they're calling me. Who are they? Rising he said, Some day you'll know. They're calling to you...

Sun, don't go! I was awake at last. No, go I must, they're calling me. Who are they? Rising he said, Some day you'll know. They're calling to you...

Sun, don't go! I was awake at last. No, go I must, they're calling me. Who are they? Rising he said, Some day you'll know. They're calling to you...