Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE EVENING OF THE YEAR, by MATHILDE BLIND


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THE EVENING OF THE YEAR, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Wan mists enwrap the still-born day
Last Line: It is the evening of the year.
Alternate Author Name(s): Lake, Claude
Subject(s): Time


WAN mists enwrap the still-born day;
The harebell withers on the heath;
And all the moorland seems to breathe
The hectic beauty of decay.
Within the open grave of May
Dishevelled trees drop wreath on wreath;
Wind-wrung and ravelled underneath
Waste leaves choke up the woodland way.

The grief of many partings near
Wails like an echo in the wind:
The days of love lie far behind,
The days of loss lie shuddering near.
Life's morning-glory who shall bind?
It is the evening of the year.






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