Updated September 23, 2019 | Infoplease Staff Evening: New YorkBlue dust of evening over my city, Over the ocean of roofs and the tall towers Where the window-lights, myriads and myriads, Bloom from the walls like climbing flowers. Brewer's: Faces Sara Teasdale: Flame and Shadow, Part X Sara Teasdale: Snowfall .com/t/poetry/flame-shadow/evening-new-york.html Sources Our Common Sources
