Check

Rating: 3.1
The night was creeping on the ground;
She crept and did not make a sound
Until she reached the tree, and then
She covered it, and sole again
Along the grass beside the wall.

I heard the rustle of her shawl
As she threw blackness everywhere
Upon the sky and ground and air,
And in the room where I was hid:
But no matter what she did
To everything that was without,
She could not put my candle out.

So I stared at the night, and she
Stared back solemnly at me.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
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Harper scar 27 October 2020
why is it called check
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Denise Cook 20 February 2020
The only poem I ever learnt by heart. Learnt it at school and now in my 72nd year still know it and love it. Describes the night so well, still making me shiver as I recite it.
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Jaimee Besco 30 December 2019
This is one of the best poems I've read. James Stephens is an amazing poet.
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Jaimee Besco 30 December 2019
I love this poem and I feel like I was there when he wrote it. This poem is amazing.
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Susan Williams 23 January 2016
I truly enjoyed this poem- it had mystery and suspense but in a beautiful fearless way.
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Kim Barney 23 January 2016
Great metaphors. Loved reading this one!
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Anil Kumar Panda 23 January 2016
This is great poetry.Thanks for sharing.
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Margaret O Driscoll 23 January 2016
Atmospheric, classic poetry!
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Edward Kofi Louis 23 January 2016
Love and care! To stare at each other. Nice work.
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