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larryhammerFor Poetry Monday:
Fields at Evening, David Morton
They wear their evening light as women wear
Their pale, proud beauty for a lover’s sake,
Too quiet-hearted evermore to care
For moving worlds and musics that they make.
And they are hushed as lonely women are,
So lost in dreams they have no thought to mark
How the wide heavens blossom, star by star,
And the slow dusk is deepening to the dark.
The moon comes like a lover from the hill,
Leaning across the twilight and the trees,
And finds them grave and beautiful and still,
And wearing always, on such nights as these,
A glimmer less than any ghostly light,
As women wear their beauty in the night.
Morton (1886-1957) was a journalist and teacher who published two poetry collections (that I can find), plus edited a few anthologies. This was published in Poetry in 1922 with the title “These Fields at Evening.”
---L.
Subject quote from All Through the Night, Cyndi Lauper.
Fields at Evening, David Morton
They wear their evening light as women wear
Their pale, proud beauty for a lover’s sake,
Too quiet-hearted evermore to care
For moving worlds and musics that they make.
And they are hushed as lonely women are,
So lost in dreams they have no thought to mark
How the wide heavens blossom, star by star,
And the slow dusk is deepening to the dark.
The moon comes like a lover from the hill,
Leaning across the twilight and the trees,
And finds them grave and beautiful and still,
And wearing always, on such nights as these,
A glimmer less than any ghostly light,
As women wear their beauty in the night.
Morton (1886-1957) was a journalist and teacher who published two poetry collections (that I can find), plus edited a few anthologies. This was published in Poetry in 1922 with the title “These Fields at Evening.”
---L.
Subject quote from All Through the Night, Cyndi Lauper.