James Stephens

(9 February 1882 - 26 December 1950 / Dublin)

James Stephens Poems

1. The Old Man 5/10/2012
2. The Cow 5/10/2012
3. Insurrections 5/10/2012
4. O'Bruaidar 5/10/2012
5. What the Devil Said 3/30/2016
6. The Cherry Tree 5/10/2012
7. The Devil's Bag 5/10/2012
8. The Secret 5/10/2012
9. The Coral Island 5/10/2012
10. The Horse 5/10/2012
11. The Turn Of The Road 5/10/2012
12. What The Snake Saw 5/10/2012
13. Midnight 5/10/2012
14. The Wood Of Flowers 5/10/2012
15. Blue-Blood 5/10/2012
16. Strict Joy 5/10/2012
17. White Fields 5/10/2012
18. Behind The Hill 5/10/2012
19. In The Orchard 5/10/2012
20. The White Wido 5/10/2012
21. Breakfast Time 5/10/2012
22. The Shell 5/10/2012
23. Westland Row 3/27/2010
24. A Visit From Abroad 3/27/2010
25. Righteous Anger 3/27/2010
26. The Fifteen Acres 3/27/2010
27. April Showers 5/10/2012
28. The Glass Of Beer 3/27/2010
29. The Goat Paths 3/27/2010
30. The Coolun 3/27/2010
31. The Wind 3/27/2010
32. In The Cool Of The Evening 1/1/2004
33. The Daisies 3/27/2010
34. The Spring In Ireland: 1916 3/27/2010
35. The Lonely God 1/1/2004
36. The Ancient Elf 1/1/2004
37. The Snare 3/27/2010
38. In The Poppy Field 1/1/2004
39. I Heard A Bird At Dawn 1/1/2004
40. Hate 1/1/2004
Best Poem of James Stephens

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The night was creeping on the ground;
She crept and did not make a sound
Until she reached the tree, and then
She covered it, and sole again
Along the grass beside the wall.

I heard the rustle of her shawl
As she threw blackness everywhere
Upon the sky and ground and air,
And in the room where I was hid:
But no matter what she did
To everything that was without,
She could not put my candle out.

So I stared at the night, and she
Stared back solemnly at me.

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The Lonely God

So Eden was deserted, and at eve
Into the quiet place God came to grieve.
His face was sad, His hands hung slackly down
Along his robe; too sorrowful to frown
He paced along the grassy paths and through
The silent trees, and where the flowers grew
Tended by Adam. All the birds had gone
Out to the world, and singing was not one
To cheer the lonely God out of His grief --

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