Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ADIRONDACK EVENING, by CHARD POWERS SMITH First Line: Behind the olive hills, the day fires wane Last Line: The peace we left, and whither we return. Subject(s): Adirondack Mountains, New York; Evening; Sunset; Twilight | ||||||||
Behind the olive hills, the day fires wane To yellow. Darkness rises from the day; The purple wavelets chase the light away; And time returns to silent night again. The listening shadows of the forest kneel In dark arcades. Along the aisles a thrush, The lonely acolyte of evening's hush, Jingles his chimes upon a silver wheel. In floods of silent incense, Beauty's breath, Warm mist against the chill of evening flows, While thought and passion smoulder to repose, Quenched in the truth of love and life and death: Mind finds the rest that homing spirits learn, The peace we left, and whither we return. | 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 |
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