Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CIMMERIAN TWILIGHT 1, by MAXIMILIAN ALEXANDROVICH VOLOSHIN Poet's Biography First Line: The evening light has soaked with ancient gold Last Line: And rotting grasses breathe of iodine. Alternate Author Name(s): Kerienko-voloshin, Maximilian Alexandrovich; Voloshin, Ma | ||||||||
The evening light has soaked with ancient gold And gall the yellow hills. Like tawny fur Grass rises shaggy in a ruddy blur; Past fiery bushes metal waves unfold; And enigmatic cliffs and boulders hold Worn troughs that are the sea's chronologer. In the winged twilight figures seem to stir: A heavy paw, a jowl grins stark and bold, Like swelling ribs the dubious hillocks show; On what bent back, like wool, does savory grow? What brute, what titan, to this region cleaves? The dark is strange ... and yonder, space is clean. And there the tired ocean, panting, heaves, And rotting grasses breathe of iodine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CIMMERIAN TWILIGHT 3 by MAXIMILIAN ALEXANDROVICH VOLOSHIN LUNARIA: SONNET: 15 by MAXIMILIAN ALEXANDROVICH VOLOSHIN STIGMATA by MAXIMILIAN ALEXANDROVICH VOLOSHIN REMEMBRANCE by JOHN HENRY BONER THE PRISONER OF CHILLON: INTRODUCTORY SONNET by GEORGE GORDON BYRON IN THE SHADOWS: MY EPITAPH by DAVID GRAY (1838-1861) SONNET ON SITTING DOWN TO READ KING LEAR ONCE AGAIN by JOHN KEATS A PRAYER, LIVING AND DYING by AUGUSTUS MONTAGUE TOPLADY |
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