Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EVENING MUSIC, by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Like a great bat's wing angled on the west Last Line: Uttered themselves even here when those still peaks hurled flame. Alternate Author Name(s): Blunden, Edmund Subject(s): Japan; Japanese | ||||||||
LIKE a great bat's wing angled on the West The dead volcanoes, blue and silent, stand. Nothing could seem more finally at rest, Colour alone can change their mask: her hand From those stone lips, which once ensanguined night With shouting hell-fire, now allures a gleam Like rosy childhood's love, an amaranth-light. Darkness comes on her in this fabling dream. Now light your lanterns, every thorp below Those monsters in their calm of long ago, And strike your strings' cicada-tinglings: dame, Sing at your silkwork; yet, musicians, mark -- Your verse and motive through the dewy dark Uttered themselves even here when those still peaks hurled flame. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHOMEI AT TOYAMA by BASIL BUNTING SONG: SO OFTEN, SO LONG I HAVE THOUGHT by HAYDEN CARRUTH A MONTH IN SUMMER by CAROLYN KIZER TWO JAPANESE POEMS by WILLIAM MEREDITH KEEP DRIVING by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE WATERLILIES AND JAPANESE BRIDGE by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER A WALKAROUND, FOR NEKO; KAMAKURA 11/10/96 by JEROME ROTHENBERG AT TSUKIJI MARKET TOKYO: 1 by JEROME ROTHENBERG ALMSWOMEN by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |
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