From the Balcony: Multitudes
Beneath the midnight skies, grown copper-cold,
On titan-stairways like the world's great cause
Unmeaning endlessness,—processions pause
In Babel-labyrinths, where huge cascades
Of diamond fall between vast colonnades
And diaper the floors with moons of gold.
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Edith Sitwell's poem "From the Balcony: Multitudes" was published in the 1917 Wheels anthology. To read this poem in full in a digitized version of this publication, follow the links below: