‘Too immense’

— Photo by Overberg

“The night was too immense for any lantern,

Yet one was coming swinging down the road,

And someone’s frosty breath was hung above it

And looked like dust of stars as someone strode.’

— From “The Cry,’’ by Robert P. Tristram Coffin (1892-1955), a Maine-based, Pulitzer Prize-winning poet (and an historian)