Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NIGHT, by MILDRED PLEW MEIGS MERRYMAN First Line: No roofs are here to mark the roll of heaven Last Line: Candle light. Alternate Author Name(s): Meigs, Mildred Plew Subject(s): Blue (color); Night; Bedtime | ||||||||
No roofs are here to mark the roll of heaven, Blue lifts to blue that only stars dare pin; Across the carven death-cold moon, like mourners, Pale clouds skin. The pines, great weary gods, have gone to dreaming And faintly, lest the mood of evening mar, Thin cricket calling silvers down the silence Like a scar. In some such hour too big for human holding, Old ape men once, I think, surveyed the night And yearned with all their savage souls for coming Candle light. | 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 ROUND ABOUT MIDNIGHT by BOB KAUFMAN BY AN INDIAN GRAVE by MILDRED PLEW MEIGS MERRYMAN NIGHT RIDE by MILDRED PLEW MEIGS MERRYMAN TO A CERTAIN RICH MAN IN A CASTLE by MILDRED PLEW MEIGS MERRYMAN |
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