By Morning Twilight Poem by George Meredith

By Morning Twilight

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Night, like a dying mother,
Eyes her young offspring, Day.
The birds are dreamily piping.
And O, my love, my darling!
The night is life ebb'd away:
Away beyond our reach!
A sea that has cast us pale on the beach;
Weeds with the weeds and the pebbles
That hear the lone tamarisk rooted in sand
Sway
With the song of the sea to the land.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 08 August 2017

Such an awesome poem......

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Rajnish Manga 08 August 2017

Look at the exquisite personification and metaphor used in the poem. where the nature itself speaks out. Thank you, George.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 08 August 2017

Marvellous metaphorical poem shared. Thanks to his soul and congratulation too.

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Edward Kofi Louis 08 August 2017

With the Song! ! Thanks for sharing.

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Anil Kumar Panda 08 August 2017

Clever use of metaphors to depict a scene of night. Creepy but refreshing, it flows very nice. Weeds with the weeds and the pebbles That hear the lone tamarisk rooted in sand Sway With the song of the sea to the land.....is very nice.Thanks for sharing.

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Adrian Flett 08 August 2018

'Morning Twilight' the message that each day of life is a gift to be cherished.

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Mahtab Bangalee 08 August 2018

so wonderful starting -Night, like a dying mother ..... excellently written- The night is life ebb'd away: Away beyond our reach!

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Britte Ninad 08 August 2018

greatly written this poem

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Alexander Julian 08 August 2017

When he uses the word weeds twice, it seems to me as if he's catching on to two different worlds of meaning.

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Savita Tyagi 08 August 2017

The poem has nice imagery but somehow feels very disconnected.

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