Joseph Mary Plunkett

(21 November 1887 – 4 May 1916 / Dublin / Ireland)

I Saw The Sun At Midnight - Poem by Joseph Mary Plunkett

I saw the Sun at midnight, rising red,
Deep-hued yet glowing, heavy with the stain
Of blood-compassion, and I saw It gain
Swiftly in size and growing till It spread
Over the stars; the heavens bowed their head
As from Its heart slow dripped a crimson rain,
Then a great tremor shook It, as of pain—
The night fell, moaning, as It hung there dead.

O Sun, O Christ, O bleeding Heart of flame!
Thou givest Thine agony as our life’s worth,
And makest it infinite, lest we have dearth
Of rights wherewith to call upon Thy Name;
Thou pawnest Heaven as a pledge for Earth
And for our glory sufferest all shame.


Comments about I Saw The Sun At Midnight by Joseph Mary Plunkett

  • Ahmed Gumaa Siddiek (3/3/2016 10:19:00 PM)


    Very beautiful poem about belief and regret for misery of the human lief. (Report) Reply

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  • Susan Williams (1/29/2016 9:44:00 PM)


    The title - - I Saw The Sun At Midnight- - is an example of a title that will draw the readers' eyes like a magnet. The poem, however, suffered a bit from the personification carried too far. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 25, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, May 25, 2012


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