After Sunset Poem by William Allingham

After Sunset

Rating: 3.5


The vast and solemn company of clouds
Around the Sun's death, lit, incarnadined,
Cool into ashy wan; as Night enshrouds
The level pasture, creeping up behind
Through voiceless vales, o'er lawn and purpled hill
And hazéd mead, her mystery to fulfil.
Cows low from far-off farms; the loitering wind
Sighs in the hedge, you hear it if you will,--
Tho' all the wood, alive atop with wings
Lifting and sinking through the leafy nooks,
Seethes with the clamour of a thousand rooks.
Now every sound at length is hush'd away.
These few are sacred moments. One more Day
Drops in the shadowy gulf of bygone things.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ratnakar Mandlik 11 March 2017

The loitering wind sighs in the hedge Fantastic conceptualization.

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Edward Kofi Louis 30 December 2018

Company of clouds! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Adrian Flett 30 December 2018

The description of that sad and nostalgic sense of twilight is so wonderfully captured in this sonnet.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 30 December 2018

A wonderful write by William Allingham........

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Dr Antony Theodore 30 December 2018

A great poem.. fine thinking. tony

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Amir Marandi 02 April 2021

Amazing imagery depicting the futile moments.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 01 April 2021

Love the lines cite the most! Unforgettable lines!

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Sylvia Frances Chan 01 April 2021

Through voiceless vales, o'er lawn and purpled hill And hazéd mead, her mystery to fulfil. Cows low from far-off farms; the loitering wind Sighs in the hedge, you hear it if you will, --What most beautiful true poetry this is!

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Zoyza Da Vinka 31 March 2021

Excellent poem. These few are sacred moments. One more Day Drops in the shadowy gulf of bygone things.

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 31 March 2021

A beautiful poem with compelling imagery.

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