buoy-lights

Updated: April 30, 2025

Of later May nights, crossing, I like to watch the fishermen's little buoy-lights so pretty, so dreamy like corpse candles undulating delicate and lonesome on the surface of the shadowy waters, floating with the current. Winter relaxing its hold, has already allow'd us a foretaste of spring. I took a walk there between one and two.

Walt Whitman - Complete Prose Works: Specimen Days and Collect, November Boughs and Goodbye My Fancy