Joseph Mary Plunkett

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

In The Wilderness - Poem by Joseph Mary Plunkett

Gaunt windy moons bedraggled in the dusk
Have drifted by and withered in their shame,
The once-proud Thunder-Terror, fallen tame,
Noses for truffles with unwhetted tusk;
A sickening scent of civet and of musk
Has clogged the nostrils of the Hound of Fame—
But flickering stars are blown to vivid flame
When leaps your beauty from its blazing husk.

Blossom of burning solitude! High things
Are lit with splendour—Love your glimmering ray
Smites them to glory—below them and away
A little song floats upward on the wings
Of daring, and the thunders of the Day
Clamour to God the messages it brings.


Comments about In The Wilderness by Joseph Mary Plunkett

  • (2/12/2018 2:25:00 PM)


    I like these lines the most
    But flickering stars are blown to vivid flame
    When leaps your beauty from its blazing husk.- beautiful poem. Voted 10.
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  • Edward Kofi Louis (2/12/2018 11:24:00 AM)


    Windy moons! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • Is It Poetry James Mclain (2/12/2018 8:59:00 AM)


    I have to concur with Kim on this matter.. James McLain (Report) Reply

  • Kim Barney (2/12/2018 8:37:00 AM)


    How can this be the Member Poem of the Day when the poet died in 1916 and was NEVER a member of Poem Hunter? (Report) Reply

  • Tom Allport (2/12/2018 3:11:00 AM)


    a splendid poem of not being alone in the vastness that is our earthly hone? .....................well written Joseph (Report) Reply

    Tom Allport (2/12/2018 1:46:00 PM)

    thanks Kim and well spotted, how could Joseph be a PH member?

    Kim Barney (2/12/2018 8:38:00 AM)

    Tom, you are talking to somebody that died before you were born.

    Tom Allport (2/12/2018 3:13:00 AM)

    sorry not hone but home.

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (2/12/2018 1:10:00 AM)


    Joseph, such an inspiring poem...10++++ (Report) Reply

    Kim Barney (2/12/2018 8:39:00 AM)

    Bernard, you are talking to somebody that died before you were born!

  • (1/29/2016 8:22:00 PM)


    love your neighbor
    as you love your god
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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (1/29/2016 3:18:00 AM)


    A little song floats upward on the wings
    Of daring, and the thunders of the Day
    Clamour to God the messages it brings.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 25, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, May 25, 2012


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