Wallace Stevens - Hymn from a Watermelon Pavillion lyrics

You dweller in the dark cabin
To whom the watermelon is always purple
Whose garden is wind and moon

Of the two dreams, night and day
What lover, what dreamer, would choose
The one obscured by sleep?

Here is the plantain by your door
And the best cock of red feather
That crew before the clocks

A feme may come, leaf-green
Whose coming may give revel
Beyond revelries of sleep

Yes, and the blackbird spread it's tail
So that the sun may speckle
While it creaks hail

You dweller in the dark cabin
Rise, since rising will not waken
And hail, cry hail, cry hail