To-Night Is The Nocturne Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

To-Night Is The Nocturne



To-night is the nocturne
That in the air plays violins
And violins bathed in wine
Play to the stars and light.

Silent the night! The curtains dark
Immense stretch background of
Immensity and sorrows hid
From sight of kindly moon.

To-night is the nocturne
But tempest will be soon
And thunder rain and lightning
That keep sweet Dawn awaiting.

Monday, April 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: night
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Patti Masterman 19 May 2014

I think these lines read like rare music sounds. Some enchantment is here.. :)

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