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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LOFT AT NIGHT, by VIRGINIA ABEL First Line: Dim heaps of summer's fragrant wealth Last Line: And myriad stillnesses creeps in. Subject(s): Barns; Night; Bedtime | |||
Dim heaps of summer's fragrant wealth Pile high within the sheltering walls Of this old barn, where with slow stealth A dappled shower of moonlight falls. Wee timid rustlings testify A mouse is near; white light betrays The gaunt old tomcat's flashing eye Where on the lofty beam he strays. From far below pure rhythm drifts Of chewing cuds, and in his stall The tired plow-horse gently shifts His weight against the westward wall. Light and shadow dance upon the mounds Of hay, on slumbering stall and bin; Night with its myriad magic sounds And myriad stillnesses creeps in. | 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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