Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TWILIGHT, by MILTON C. DOTTEN First Line: The twilight turns the mind to inward things Last Line: In that new birthgod's gift of perfect peace. Subject(s): Evening; Past; Peace; Sunset; Twilight | ||||||||
The twilight turns the mind to inward things When we are stilled by passing angel-wings; Then forwarding our thought and looking far, See other gates than those of earth ajar: Come visions of the past,of long gone years; Each form, familiar as it re-appears From the long silence restful for retreat, Treads now old paths remembered by its feet. Are they but shadows of the long ago Seeking re-communion with those they know? Ah, could we but hold them in our embrace And know again we see them face to face! Sweet twilight hour, rich for the yearning heart, Your serene spirit to our souls impart, Make firm our faith, add still to its increase In that new birthGod's gift of perfect peace. | 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 A DREAM, AFTER READING DANTE'S EPISODE OF PAULO & FRANCESCA by JOHN KEATS |
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