Dora Wilcox

(1873 - 1953 / Christchurch / New Zealand)

An Evening - Poem by Dora Wilcox

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TO break the stillness of the hour
There is no sound, no voice, no stir;
Only the croak of frogs,—the whirr
Of crickets hidden in leaf and flower.

The clear-cut outlines of a spire
Spring from a mass of eucalypt
Sharply against the sky,—still tipped
With one last gleam of lingering fire.

So solemnly the shadows creep;
On dovelike wings Night flutters down;
Lights twinkle in the little town;
The valley lies in quiet sleep.

So comes the dark, so fades the light,
On all those leagues of tossing sea
That lie between my home and me,
And glimmer to the stars all night.

And so, belovèd, silently
In thine own land the shadows fall
On grassy lawn, and garden-wall,
On shining sand, and troubled sea,—

On paths thy feet shall never tread,—
On fields thine eyes shall never see,—
And on thy new home, strange to me,
That silent City of the Dead!

Yea, stillness rests, O Tried and True,
On hand and heart, on lips and eyes!
On thee eternal silence lies,
On thee is utter darkness too.

We lost too much in losing thee,
Yet we who knew and loved thee best,
Wish thee an everlasting rest,
Night came on thee so quietly.

Peace with the Shadows! Peace to all
Who work and weep, who pray and wait;
Till we and thou are one with Fate,
And on us too, the Night shall fall!


Comments about An Evening by Dora Wilcox

  • Bronze Star - 2,871 Points John Richter (3/12/2015 12:38:00 PM)

    Beautiful poem... 'Spring from a mass of eucalypt' - definitely from Australia or New Zealand - lands where speech itself is artform. So lovely here in this little poem about loss and love. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 39,733 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (3/12/2015 2:55:00 AM)

    Peace with the Shadows! Peace to all
    Who work and weep, who pray and wait;
    Till we and thou are one with Fate,
    And on us too, the Night shall fall! thank you (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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