Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TWILIGHT, by T. A. WIGGINTON First Line: The glow has given place to soft, white light Last Line: Is like a stab of pain in quiet heart. Subject(s): Evening; Sunset; Twilight | ||||||||
The glow has given place to soft, white light, Like a white flame of candle, growing dim. There are no shadows, but a paling light, Like candle, socket-low, gives place to dusk. It is but little short of miracle That leaves on slender stems, and slender trunks Of late-grown trees with heavy crowns of leaves Should hang without a quiver, or should stand As still as sentinel at listening post, Or as a devotee in silent prayer. The only sound, cicada's strident chant, Is like a stab of pain in quiet heart. | 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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