Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE AFTERMATH, by JAMES HENDRY First Line: The glamour of the after-light Last Line: And strengthen in its mystic glow. Subject(s): Evening; Sunset; Twilight | ||||||||
THE glamour of the after-light Lay clear and fair along the sky, And made the pathway eerie bright As home we wandered -- thou and I. The meadow mists were lying low, A shadow held the river-side, The water took the western glow, And peace, gray peace, spread far and wide. A sober-heartedness was ours -- So still the earth, the sky so strange; And we had given in sunny hours Our youthful hearts their widest range. We lingered in the meadow path, Touched by the twilight's silent spell, While from the sun's fleet aftermath A subtile glory rose and fell. Dim, wistful thoughts within us grew, Forebodings of the life to be, Till with a sudden thrill we knew Time's touch of immortality. For all the wonder and the awe, Far-widening within the west, Seemed with a mystic power to draw Our hearts into its kindly rest. Yet still it faded, faded fast, And night crept up the eastern slope; But o'er our lives a strength had passed, And left us with a larger hope. So home we wandered -- thou and I -- That night, sweet wife, so long ago, And still we watch the western sky, And strengthen in its mystic glow. | 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 LA NOCHE TRISTE by ROBERT FROST |
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