An Autumn Evening
Dark hills against a hollow crocus sky
Scarfed with its crimson pennons, and below
The dome of sunset long, hushed valleys lie
Cradling the twilight, where the lone winds blow
And wake among the harps of leafless trees
Fantastic runes and mournful melodies.
The chilly purple air is threaded through
With silver from the rising moon afar,
And from a gulf of clear, unfathomed blue
In the southwest glimmers a great gold star
Above the darkening druid glens of fir
Where beckoning boughs and elfin voices stir.
And so I wander through the shadows still,
And look and listen with a rapt delight,
Pausing again and yet again at will
To drink the elusive beauty of the night,
Until my soul is filled, as some deep cup,
That with
divine enchantment is brimmed up.by Lucy Maud Montgomery
Poetry Friday is being hosted today by Poetry for Children.
Happy Halloween!
6 comments:
I don't think of poetry when I think of Montgomery, nor do I think of Montgomery when I think of Halloween. Still, a lovely poem. Thanks for sharing.
I knew there were poems scattered through Montgomery's fiction, but never considered her a poet, really. But she has quite a collection, which can be downloaded as a pdf here. Thanks for visiting!
I had no idea LMM had so much poetry to her credit. Thanks for sharing! And thanks for participating in Poetry Friday at PoetryforChildren this Halloween! Stop by any time...
Sylvia
Thanks for hosting, Sylvia! I had fun browsing through all the seasonal poems today.
*happy sigh* That's why I love autumn.
Thanks for sharing!
Ooh. I need to stop by here more often. I was really surprised and delighted by this offering from Lucy Maud Montgomery. Thanks.
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