Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EVENING, by MELVILLE UPTON First Line: Still is the pool, the evening still Last Line: Splashing its colors on the flood. Subject(s): Evening; Sunset; Twilight | ||||||||
Still is the pool, the evening still; Above, the silent sky is spread, The sunlight fades behind the hill, Beneath the grass is sere and dead. Shadows are resting in the stream And somber pines are gathered there And over the forest is the gleam Of ghostly summits dim in air. Among the darkling rift of trees A trailing vine with rifts of blood Wreathes its light tendrils in the breeze Splashing its colors on the flood. | 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 FORTUNY'S PIPING SHEPHERD by MELVILLE UPTON |
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