John Thorkild Ellison

Rookie - 113 Points (17/04/51 / Edinburgh)

Epiphany - Poem by John Thorkild Ellison

Outside the surge of the wind, the wind in the trees,
The rush of leaves, and the sighing in the pine-needles,
Outside the sound of the sea-shore, distant, remembered,
The waves breaking on the gray rocks, and the evening approaching,
The restlessness, and the interminable noise.

Silence in the room, and solitude,
A sense of spaces, remoteness and nearness, and the soul's awareness,

Desolate is the hearts desire
And the loving knows no end,
When the morning in the clouds breaks across the sky,
And the forests sway and bend.

Outside the wind, the wind in the trees,
And the sighing in the tree-tops.

Noises from the town, heedless, unthinking, indistinct,
Recurring, fading,
And silence in the room, and solitude,
The shadowy dimness, the darkness of evening,
A pause in time, and the soul's awareness.

Comments about Epiphany by John Thorkild Ellison

  • Gold Star - 4,889 Points Kinyua Karanja (7/10/2015 6:00:00 AM)

    One of Most complex poem poem i have read so far. I don't know what to say. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 19,282 Points Lawrence S. Pertillar (4/26/2008 8:46:00 AM)

    Very nice, John. I'm reminded of an oil painting. A Monet. One of that 'impressionistic style. I hear this being read, with music behind it. It's atmospheric and invites. 'Epiphany' moves. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Chuck Audette (8/21/2007 3:30:00 PM)

    Lovely. The repeated words (outside, wind) , the immersion of the senses, etc. all combine for a wonderful poem. -chuck (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 20 Points Paddy Scott Hogg (10/28/2006 6:54:00 PM)

    You Sir can write POETRY! ! ! ! ! ! Some write words and call it poetry some write some good lines and think themselves a poet - so few are good enough to be called a poet! I plan to be in edinburgh to perform some of mine soonish - I'd love to hear yours! Patrick (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Charles Chaim Wax (11/17/2005 9:28:00 AM)

    nature always provides
    inner peace
    for the humans
    if the humans
    open their soul
    to such truth
    a lovely poem (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 17, 2005

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 27, 2012

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