Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE EVENING PRIMROSE, by SYDNEY BALDWIN SELF First Line: Darkly the hay-sweet meadows dream / away the hours Last Line: Gather from out the mist. Subject(s): Evening; Sleep; Sunset; Twilight | ||||||||
DARKLY the hay-sweet meadows dream away the hours, Dim but for lustrous drifts along the rough fence bars Where the evening primrose holds her silken petalled flowers, Glimmering beneath the stars. The scornful butterflies all day sail down the breeze. With wilted shrivelled blooms she hides her treasure trove. Day's flowers with myriad charms allure the fickle bees. She only, shuns their love. But like a loveless maid she droops till twilight brings Dewfall and starlight pale. Then opes her chaste gold heart. To her the night-moths flit on fairy coloured wings, Painted with elfin art. Hawk-moths, sober gray as faded evening skies, Lunas blazoned over with beryl and amethyst, Cynthias, cloudy buff with wine-red peacock eyes, Gather from out the mist. | 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 LITTLE WHILE by HORATIO (HORATIUS) BONAR SONNET: 14. ON THE RELIGIOUS MEMORY OF CATHERINE THOMASON by JOHN MILTON |
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