Tender Is The Night Poem by Anne Yun
Tender Is The Night
In the air, she is a dazzling masterpiece.
But, when the twilight peep her elegance under a leaf,
My heart is nestled in this melting peace.
Rainbow of poetry reflects on your butterfly wings, dear Anne
A great piece on butterfly. Loved the way you have expressed it. Thanks for sharing.
It is such a refreshing delight to discover another small tapestry of woven magic from your loom, good poet. You lift our eyes to the sky, then gently down beneath the leaf, and finally to the ground with a peaceful assurance of well-being that supersedes circumstances, and we find magic along the whole journey. Thank you for this lovely piece.
A beautiful rhetorical poem nicely encapsulated with insight. A lovely piece indeed. Thanks for sharing Anne.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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TENDER IS THE NIGHT is John Keats' experience of the Muse of poetry, this demi-goddess makes the night - which can be scarey - into a realm of calm and tenderness.188 years ago Keats felt the same tenderness in the night that you find in the nocturnal butterfly and in your own surrender to night magic. You also are filled with the same magic as Keats: as he pursued the nightingale you pursue the butterfly. Keats is still xexed and troubled at the end of his poem; you are raised into a state of both peaceful fufillment. There's so much to learn and appreciate in just a few lines.
Thank you, Daniel. I have been numbed by the unbearable truth of life recently, peace is all I am longing for, but it's too evanescent to keep, like the beauty under twilight. Fitzgerald left the name Tender Is The Night in my head several years ago, now my feelings is catching up. I really appreciate your words, dear Daniel, they are the twilight in my life, unreachable beauty.