Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MAY NIGHT, by ALICE BAKER First Line: Tis may, and the air is balmy Last Line: Ay, tonight, I'll drink deep of may-madness. Subject(s): Love | ||||||||
'Tis May, and the air is balmy. The night entices, beguiles; I'm entranced, inveigled, held captive By thy myriad charms and thy wiles, Oh magical, musical, somnial May. Artistic whole, perfect completeness! All my senses are drunk With a beauty that conjures with gladness. The tree-toads are trilling love themes, Turtles gurgle to summon their mates, All life is enamored, becharmed; Crescent the moon, in its amours, Shyly hangs on the arms of the oak. I gaze to the east through the haze Of the silvery, mystical moonlight. Every tree seems to bend to caress its next friend. Fain would I possess thee forever. I'd summon all artists and muses To perpetuate thee, night of rapture. But what art can odors ensnare Or incarnate the kisses of mists? What harpischord, organ, or flute can record The trill of the tree-toad? What brush can catch moonbeams? What art can flesh love dreams? Ay, tonight, I'll drink deep of May-madness. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD |
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