Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MOONRISE, by HELENE THURSTON First Line: The cool and trailing garments of the dusk Last Line: Her face smiles down upon the waiting world. Subject(s): Moon; Night; Rain; Bedtime | ||||||||
The cool and trailing garments of the dusk Have dimmed the flaming ribbons of the sun. From a walled garden comes the scent of musk. Beyond the darkening shadows of the trees The black garbed mountains guard their mysteries. The night-wind whispers secrets of a tryst The moon must keep with the enchanted world That waitsenwrapped in clouds of purple mist Impatiently the hour when radiant light Shall pierce the thralling curtain of the night. At last a faint far lustre tips the mountain's crest, And drenches all the trees with silver rain. The Goddess of the moon, in glittering garments dressed, Comes forth like some fair eastern temple maid; The incense of her draperies fills the glade, A filmy band of mist across her breast The fringes of her robe are caught with stars, And shyly, as if heeding earth's behest, The edges of her veil are gently curled Her face smiles down upon the waiting world. | 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 |
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