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For Poetry Monday:
“The night is darkening round me,” Emily Brontë
The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me,
And I cannot, cannot go.
The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow;
The storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.
Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below;
But nothing drear can move me;
I will not, cannot go.
Chosen for tonal affinities with last week.
---L.
Subject quote from Not Alone, Patty Griffin.
“The night is darkening round me,” Emily Brontë
The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me,
And I cannot, cannot go.
The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow;
The storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.
Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below;
But nothing drear can move me;
I will not, cannot go.
Chosen for tonal affinities with last week.
---L.
Subject quote from Not Alone, Patty Griffin.
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Date: 3 March 2025 06:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 4 March 2025 02:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 4 March 2025 05:17 am (UTC)I used it as her poem in an anthology of 100 poets 1 poem each. So, yeah, I like it too.