Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE TWILIGHT PEOPLE, by JAMES SULLIVAN STARKEY Poet's Biography 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. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY by JAMES SULLIVAN STARKEY LULLABY by JAMES SULLIVAN STARKEY PRAISE by JAMES SULLIVAN STARKEY THE GREY DUSK by JAMES SULLIVAN STARKEY THE OTHERS by JAMES SULLIVAN STARKEY THE SEDGES by JAMES SULLIVAN STARKEY THE STARLING LAKE by JAMES SULLIVAN STARKEY THE LAND OF HEART'S DESIRE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS JUNE (1) by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT DOWN THE MISSISSIPPI: 5. THE STEVEDORES by JOHN GOULD FLETCHER |
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