Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DUSKS OF DAWN, by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS Poet's Biography First Line: Through the slumberous, level masses of leaves Last Line: For the body of day is under it all! Subject(s): Dawn; Sunrise | ||||||||
Through the slumberous, level masses of leaves, The dusky, soft foretoken of green, Gently the promise of morning weaves Hints of the sky more felt than seen. There is no light but light in a dream, And forms that flow to a formless dark, Softly flow as a sleeping stream, Dully float as an anchored bark. And yet the woodland is slowly astir, The masses are lifted and breathing fall; Breath of Her and stirrings of Her, For the body of Day is under it all! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THIS MORNING, GOD by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR BURNING DAWN by HAYDEN CARRUTH DAWN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON IN THE GARDEN AT THE DAWN HOUR by EDGAR LEE MASTERS EARLY RISER by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE WORDS WHEN WE NEED THEM by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE A BATTLE SONG (WRITTEN IN THE WORLD WAR) by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS |
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