Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE TWILIGHT PEOPLE, by JAMES SULLIVAN STARKEY



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First Line: It is a whisper among the hazel bushes
Last Line: Sets the withered leaves fluttering to and fro.
Alternate Author Name(s): O'sullivan, Seumas


IT is a whisper among the hazel bushes;
It is a long, low, whispering voice that fills
With a sad music the bending and swaying rushes;
It is a heart beat deep in the quiet hills.

Twilight people, why will you still be crying,
Crying and calling to me out of the trees?
For under the quiet grass the wise are lying,
And all the strong ones are gone over the seas.

And I am old, and in my heart at your calling
Only the old dead dreams a-fluttering go;
As the wind, the forest wind, in its falling
Sets the withered leaves fluttering to and fro.





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