By the yellow in the sky, Night is nigh. By the murk on mead and mere, Night is near. By one faint star, pale and wan, Night comes on. By the moon, so calm and clear, Night is here. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO AN INTRA-MURAL RAT by MARIANNE MOORE YOUTH PENETRANT by CONRAD AIKEN CAMPUS SONNET: BEFORE AN EXAMINATION by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET MISSING THE BO IN THE HENHOUSE by HAYDEN CARRUTH ON BRODSKY'S COLLECTED by MICHAEL S. HARPER AND THE GREATEST OF THESE IS WAR by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON CAMOMILE TEA by KATHERINE MANSFIELD |