Moments there are that glorify the years, That quiver down the bright strings of each day— Flashes of beauty, echoes of delight; Memories of wheat-fields waving in the breeze, Of restless waves under the moon's pale light, Of tender gladness in a friend's dear eyes, Of warmth of loving greeting and surprise; The wistful silence of a summer night, The flush of pink azaleas on a hill, A thrush's evening carol, sweetly shrill, The throbbing notes of an old violin Trembling away, sublimely sweet and thin; The rich red beauty of an autumn rose, A clump of purple asters by the way, The lovely hush that wraps the twilight's close Woven in the pale warp of everyday. Resplendent moments, memories that dart From unfrequented corners of the heart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 15 by CONRAD AIKEN HONEY DRIPPER by CLARENCE MAJOR THE SLAVE TRADE: VIEW FROM THE MIDDLE PASSAGE by CLARENCE MAJOR A NEW HYMN by KATHERINE MANSFIELD BONNYBELL: THE GRAY SPHEX by EDGAR LEE MASTERS O GLORIOUS FRANCE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |