James Stephens Poems
- Check The night was creeping on the ground; She crept and ...
- In The Poppy Field Mad Patsy said, he said to me, That every...
- Hate My enemy came nigh, And I Stared fiercely in his ...
- The Ancient Elf I am the maker, The builder, the ...
- The Snare I hear a sudden cry of pain! There is a rabbit in ...
- I Heard A Bird At Dawn I heard a bird at dawn Singing ...
- The Lonely God So Eden was deserted, and at eve Into the ...
James Stephens was an Irish novelist and poet.
James Stephens produced many retellings of Irish myths and fairy tales. His retellings are marked by a rare combination of humor and lyricism (Deirdre, and Irish Fairy Tales are often especially praise). He also wrote several original novels (Crock of Gold, Etched in Moonlight, Demi-Gods) based loosely on Irish fairy tales. "Crock of Gold," in particular, achieved enduring popularity and was reprinted frequently throughout the author's lifetime.
Stephens began his career as a poet with the tutelage of "Æ" (George William Russell). His first book of poems, "Insurrections," was published during ... more »
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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.