A Glimpse from “The Green Hat”

There is not much sky in London;

but that little   smiled on us

                                           with a faint load of stars,

and  somewhere behind the roofs

                           there might be hanging       a moon . . .

[from Michael Arlen’s novel of 1924;  re-typeset for effect.]

Later in the book,

 an even dimmer glimpse --

 this time, a monostich :]

 the unclouded darkness   pinned with faint stars