Classic and Contemporary Poetry
YEARNING, by ANONYMOUS First Line: Over the west the glory dies away Last Line: "the gloaming needs its angel; come, my love." Subject(s): Evening; Sunset;twilight | ||||||||
OVER the west the glory dies away, Faint rose-flecks gleaming in the darkening sky; And the low sounds that mark the close of day Rise up from wood and upland -- rise and die; Soft silence falls o'er meadow, hill, and grove, And in the hush I want you, oh, my love. In the gay radiance of the morning hour, In the warm brooding glory of the noon, When man and Nature, in their prime of power, With the day's fulness blend in eager tune, The rush of life forbids the pulse to move That now, in yearning passion, wants you, love. Wants you to watch the crimson glow and fade Through the great branches of the broadening lime; Wants you to feel the soft, gray, quiet shade Lap the tired world in blessed eventime; Wants you to whisper: "Come, your power to prove, The gloaming needs its angel; come, my love." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOURNEY INTO THE EYE by DAVID LEHMAN FEBRUARY EVENING IN NEW YORK by DENISE LEVERTOV THE HOUSE OF DUST: 1 by CONRAD AIKEN TWILIGHT COMES by HAYDEN CARRUTH IN THE EVENINGS by LUCILLE CLIFTON NINETEEN FORTY by NORMAN DUBIE TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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