20 December 2020

Fourth Sunday of Advent and Approach of the Winter Solstice


Out in the Dark

by Edward Thomas

 

Out in the dark over the snow
The fallow fawns invisible go
With the fallow doe ;
And the winds blow
Fast as the stars are slow.
 
Stealthily the dark haunts round
And, when the lamp goes, without sound
At a swifter bound
Than the swiftest hound,
Arrives, and all else is drowned ;
 
And star and I and wind and deer,
Are in the dark together, - near,
Yet far, - and fear
Drums on my ear
In that sage company drear.
 
How weak and little is the light,
All the universe of sight,
Love and delight,
Before the might,
If you love it not, of night.

5 comments:

Nance said...

The last two stanzas--so perfect.

KSD said...

Gorgeous photo, lovely poem.

Mereknits said...

So beautiful. Stay safe Bridget.

Araignee said...

We took a walk through the beach town after dark the other night and it was enchanting. I didn't expect to get out and I was in my pajamas with a sweater thrown over but I didn't care. It was the most fun I've had in a long while. It was magical.

kathy b said...

So quiet so lovely