Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EVENING, by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE Poet's Biography First Line: At my window what delight Last Line: Strikes the soothing chords of peace. Subject(s): Night; Bedtime | ||||||||
AT my window what delight Here to sit and watch the night, Stealing after fleeting day, Soft and quiet all the way. Through my window like a flute's Comes the robin's dying notes, While above me dim and far Silent breaks the evening star. At my window o'er the street, In the twilight calm and sweet, From dim vistas of the past Dreams come to me thick and fast; Some are clothed in bright array, Phantoms of a happier day -- Some, wan spectral shades assume, Draped in anguished hours of doom. This brief span of years we lease Gives us fewer hours of peace Than it does of strife and toll -- Therefore when subsides the broil, Let it be but one brief hour, 'Tis a providential dower, Just a stop upon the road Easing us of life's great load. So to-night is one of those Blissful times of blest repose; And in unison I seem With night's universal dream. All is quiet near and far From the lily to the star, And my soul in dreamy ease Strikes the soothing chords of peace. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BREATH OF NIGHT by RANDALL JARRELL HOODED NIGHT by ROBINSON JEFFERS NIGHT WITHOUT SLEEP by ROBINSON JEFFERS WORKING OUTSIDE AT NIGHT by DENIS JOHNSON POEM TO TAKE BACK THE NIGHT by JUNE JORDAN COOL DARK ODE by DONALD JUSTICE POEM TO BE READ AT 3 A.M by DONALD JUSTICE ROUND ABOUT MIDNIGHT by BOB KAUFMAN SCINTILLA by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE |
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