James Brunton Stephens

James Brunton Stephens

Borrowstounness, on the Firth of Forth, Scotland;
Saturday, January 4, 2003

Night Comments

Rating: 3.1

Hark how the tremulous night-wind is passing in joy-laden sighs;
Soft through my window it comes, like the fanning of pinions angelic,
   Whispering to cease from myself, and look out on the infinite skies.
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James Brunton Stephens
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Terry Craddock 27 August 2014

Beautifully written with wonderful metaphorical images, incorporating the genius of James Brunton Stephens vision. Read this poem a few times and enjoy the rich depth of perception.10+

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very beautifully written poem about the night sky..descriptive and moving in a very poetic way..he must have been feeling the spirit of the night sky when he wrote this poem..it can be very inspiring...

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Jayatissa K. Liyanage 27 August 2014

Seems a beautiful portrait of a soothing night. Could have enjoyed a lot, if not for the language rather unfamiliar.

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Kay Staley 27 August 2014

Not cool because of the old language. This is not really that impactful or relevant because it takes way to much work to wade through the language and try to understand.

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James Brunton Stephens

James Brunton Stephens

Borrowstounness, on the Firth of Forth, Scotland;
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