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WINTER TWILIGHT, by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON Poet's Biography First Line: A little while ago and you might see Last Line: Moves nightward, merges into mystery. Subject(s): Evening; Snow; Trees; Winter; Sunset; Twilight | ||||||||
A LITTLE while ago and you might see The ebon trees against the saffron sky That shifts through flame to rose; but now a calm Of solemn blue above, a stilly time, With pines that peer and listen, while the snow Gleams ghostly and the brittle sound of ice Tinkles along the dumbness, strangely loud, Since all the air is tranced. Housed-in, the folk Close-gather at the ingle, and the hour Of fireside cheer and homely talk of kin Is welcomed, as the big, vague world beyond Moves nightward, merges into mystery. | Other Poems of Interest...LET EVENING COME by JANE KENYON 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 |
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