We have analysed this beautiful evening poem here. It seems a rather straightforward poem, but, as with that other Frost poem, its simplicity is only on the surface, and is belied here by several things, including the sophisticated rhyme pattern Frost employs. This is one of the most perennially popular evening poems, so had to be included here!įrost called this poem ‘my best bid for remembrance’. One of Frost’s best-loved poems if not the best-loved (the rival would be ‘The Road Not Taken’), ‘Stopping by Woods’, like Hardy’s ‘The Darkling Thrush’, takes a wintry evening as its setting but goes further into the woods than Hardy did (who was merely leaning ‘upon a coppice gate’). Robert Frost, ‘ Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening’. With visions, alien to long streets, of Cytharea The poem is short enough to be reproduced in full here:Īlluring, Earth seducing, with high conceits Few poets before Hulme had thought to compare the red sunset to the naked flesh of a mistress of King Charles II, but the unusual simile only makes his poem all the more arresting and his description of the evening sunset – as seen by a London-dweller – even more visceral and vivid. Hulme wrote as an illustration of what he thought modern English poetry should be, following the French vers libre (or free verse) model. However, Housman seems to have borrowed the phrase from Shakespeare’s Macbeth (‘The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day / Is crept into the bosom of the sea’) – but what he does with the phrase is quite arresting and memorable here.Īlong with his more famous poem ‘Autumn’, this was one of the first two poems T. The last line of the poem gave Colin Dexter the title of his final Inspector Morse novel, The Remorseful Day in the books, Housman is Morse’s favourite poet. Okay, so the first two stanzas of this poem address the morning and daytime, but it’s for the sublime final stanza that we’ve included this poem here. Housman, ‘ How clear, how lovely bright’. A thrush appears, and sings so joyfully that the speaker is convinced that the bird knows something he does not – that the thrush singing in the twilight knows of brighter days to come.Ħ. The poem’s speaker leans upon a woodland gate and views the land around him as a symbol of the events of the nineteenth century, the ‘Century’s corpse outleant’ the speaker is made a part of the scene, not just a detached observer, as ‘outleant’ echoes the speaker’s own action at the start of the poem (‘I leant upon a coppice gate’). Or otherwise used in any way without the express written permission of the owner.This classic Hardy poem captures the mood of a winter evening as the sun, ‘the weakening eye of day’, sets below the horizon and gives way to dusk on New Year’s Eve. The material on this site may not be copied, reproduced, downloaded, distributed, transmitted, stored, altered, adapted, Purchasing books through any poet's Amazon links helps to support Your Daily Poem. All rights reserved.Īs an Amazon Associate I earn from qualifying purchases. Website Development by Practical Business SystemsĬontents of this web site and all original text and images therein are copyright © by Your Daily Poem. Please feel free to Contact Us with any Questions. These are handcrafted creations, not mass-produced, and proceeds are split 50/50 between Your Daily Poem and the poet. They're protected by plexiglass, a beveled mat, and a sealed dust cover, and finished with felt bumper pads and a wire hanger. Poems are printed in black ink on acid-free parchment paper and encased in beautiful 8" x 10" or 11" x 14" wood frames, depending on the length of the poem. Now you can have a framed copy of your favorite YDP poems! Display them in your home or office to make you smile or inspire you, give them to friends or loved ones, or donate them to schools, churches, or nonprofits so that the gift of poetry can enhance the lives of many. Ask for this YDP anthology at your favorite bookstore or order it online today!
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