Wayne Miller's poem "Nocturne" describes the nighttime surroundings in three sections. It depicts the wind moving leaves like paper spoons in broth, houses swallowing their colors, and cars moving in the blind sack of their sounds. It then shows the poet rising towards his reflection after a neighbor knocks, needing a phone after being locked out of a party. The final section portrays the poet slipping his body beneath covers to let the wind consume every spoon, with his voice unhinging from light and landing in its cradle, reflecting on how terrifying a payphone can be.