Archibald Lampman

(17 November 1861 - 10 February 1899 / Morpeth, Ontario)

An October Sunset - Poem by Archibald Lampman

One moment, the slim cloudflakes seem to lean
With their sad sunward faces aureoled,
And longing lips set downward brightening
To take the last sweet hand kiss of the king,
Gone down beyond the closing west acold;
Paying no reverence to the slender queen,
That like a curved olive leaf of gold
Hangs low in heaven, rounded toward sun,
Or the small stars that one by one unfold
Down the gray border of the night begun.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 8, 2010



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