once again night’s reign has ceased
well rested the lark intones
gives in to flight and winging
all the poets in the east
who arise without bemoans
give in to light and singing
gift of the day beginning
This one is copyrighted © selma
Here’s another (not mine) by a poet you too might like. His poem is a little longer,
employing seven syllables, each line has seven syllables, except the last with six
syllables:
Dylan Thomas, 1914–1953.
In my craft or sullen art
In my craft or sullen art
Exercised in the still night
When only the moon rages
And the lovers lie abed
With all their griefs in their arms,
I labour by singing light
Not for ambition or bread
Or the strut and trade of charms
On the ivory stages
But for the common wages
Of their most secret heart.
Not for the proud man apart
From the raging moon I write
On these spindrift pages
Nor for the towering dead
With their nightingales and psalms
But for the lovers, their arms
Round the griefs of the ages,
Who pay no praise or wages
Nor heed my craft or art.
Dylan Thomas
Copyright © 1939 by New Directions
Publishing Corporation
From The Poems of Dylan Thomas. Copyright © 1939 by New Directions Publishing
Corporation. Reprinted by permission of New Directions Publishing Corporation. All
rights reserved.
My source: Poets.org
Dylan Marlais Thomas, born October 27, 1914, in South Wales, was the archetypal
Romantic poet of the popular American imagination.
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A lovely poem Selma.
Thanks for saying dear friend. Blessing you.
My pleasure 😇
Hi Selma, both poems are beautiful 🌼
Thanks dearly. 🌺
Love your poem Selma 🙏
Thanks my friend. XO
Always my pleasure to read your words Selma 🥰
Great imagery, Selma.
Thanks so dearly, Mark. Your comment pleases me. 🤗
I love those lines about the lark in particular and how you don’t use punctuation… it works brilliantly, Selma!
Much love,
David
Thanks David. Blessings.
🤗
Beautiful poem.
Gracias, Diana. 🥰
🙂
May we all “give in to light and singing”! Lovely, Selma. Thank you.💖
Yes, may we all give in. Thanks for reading, dearest Dora. Hope you had a splendid and safe Fourth of July celebration. 🎉
congrats to you Selma – and thank you too for quoting one my very favourite poets – the Celts have craft as sullen art indeed and intone like the larks
You’re ever so welcome, my friend. So much—such good words written by great wordsmiths. Yay to good poetry 🙇🏽♀️
A stunningly beautiful poem, Selma. Gorgeous! ❤️
Aww. You light me up. I’ll be lit up all week. Thanks so much my friend. 🤗
So very welcome, cara amica!
Nice both poem.
Thank you so much.
You’re a gift! Drawing us together with your compassionate pen. Thanks for sharing, Dylan Thomas! Love his work.
Always a pleasure. You’re always welcome my lovely. XO
Thank you sweet Selma.🌷XO
both really so beautiful, Selma…🤍🙏
Thanks Destiny. 🤗
my pleasure 🤍🤗
Lovely rhythm in your words Selma. (K)
I appreciate you saying that, K.