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The Poet: Joaquín Arcadio Pagaza, “Twilight”
Tuesday, March 21, 2017 11:17
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“Twilight”
“Slowly the sun descends at fall of night,
And rests on clouds of amber, rose and red;
The mist upon the distant mountains shed
Turns to a rain of gold and silver light.
The evening star shines tremulous and bright
Through wreaths of vapor, and the clouds o’erhead
Are mirrored in the lake, where soft they spread,
And break the blue of heaven’s azure height.
Bright grows the whole horizon in the west
Like a devouring fire; a golden hue
Spreads o’er the sky, the trees, the plains that shine.
The bird is singing near its hidden nest
Its latest song, amid the falling dew,
Enraptured by the sunset’s charm divine.”
- Joaquín Arcadio Pagaza (1839-1918)
- Joaquín Arcadio Pagaza (1839-1918)
Source: http://coyoteprime-runningcauseicantfly.blogspot.com/2017/03/the-poet-joaquin-arcadio-pagaza-twilight.html
