Author Charles Reznikoff Swiftly the dawn became day. I went into the street. Loudly and cheerfully the sparrows chirped. The street-lamps were still lit, the sky pale and brightening. Hidden in trees and on the roofs, loudly and cheerfully the sparrows chirped. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments