An Evening Poem by William Allingham

I recently discovered a Reflection on An Evening by William Allingham and would like to share it, as I have no idea who the person was that used my Word to write it! So if anyone recognizes this persons name I would appreciate any info on how to reach them. By Jenna Chandler Livesay: This poem is so simple and understated that it just speaks for itself. But for the sake of my grade, I will speak of it for a page or more. It is simply a tale of lost love. It is sad, yet beautiful. The imagery and diction is mournful, but at the same time pristine and revered. I think that this shows however sad a moment may seem, there can be beauty inside it. Also, there is more to look forward to in the world after your suffering ends. This poem seems to be marking the end of something and the beginning of something else. It is closure to the love that has been lost. Sunset is capitalized, meaning the sun is going down on this part of the speakers life. The lack of tears seems to mean that the sadness is drawing to a close as well. He has simply cried so much that he has nothing more to do than to continue on and look for something to make him happy again. Silence is also emphasized greatly in this poem. If you imagine yourself in that setting it is improbable that there would be any sounds. Only Peace. The speaker goes on to say that there is 'hardly a word to say' adding to the tranquil silence and the fact that this chapter of his life is over and not to be spoken of at present. The scene presented in this poem is lush and extravagant. It is exxagerated in order to make the feeling of loss more profound. Blue hills paralell the sadness of the speaker. The diamond evening star gives us the impression that the sky is incredibly clear and sharp. It also offsets the broken love in the poem, because a diamond is so hard to break. However this star is so very far away meaning it is hard to achieve that kind of perfection in a breakable human life. This poem is simply nature and the raw natural instinct of love intertwining and becoming one with no outside forces to disturb them.

The end of a summer day Sweet love dead Thanks for sharing it here.

That is one great poem! So small and yet so much it says!

Oh! at end of summer day all stay on plain nails and the mad stormy wind wipe away clearly- Scarcely a tear to shed; Hardly a word to say; excellent expression

Nice Expression that gives wonderful imagination

This poet is an exemplar for economy of words. I salute him.

'The end of a summer day; Sweet Love dead. '..is really sad. Very nice poem indeed.

Sad blue hills! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

A diamond evening Star, sad blues hills afar. Suggests, an unforgettable dazzling event. That's echo's the sounds of joy and laughter.

sunset's mounded cloud and diamond evening-star are both descriptive and satisfying as poetry. a fan of brevity, i like that about this poem. the last line lands on me with a thud and makes me appreciate the poem even more for the mystery it leaves me with, the wondering about what caused him to feel and write this. -gk