Can I get some thoughts on this?

[ChoralScholar]

It's a Longfellow poem... I have my own ideas, but I was hoping to get your interpretations on it.

The river sleeps beneath the sky,
And clasps the shadows to its breast; The crescent moon shines dim on high; And in the lately radiant west
The gold is fading into gray.

Now stills the lark his festive lay, And mourns with me the dying day.
While in the south the first faint star Lifts to the night its silver face, And twinkles to the moon afar
Across the heaven's graying space,

Low murmurs reach me from the town,
As Day puts on her sombre crown,
And shakes her mantle darkly down.

[Redstone]

1. I'll reply to kick your post, but I can't help you.

I don't understand poetry. Or jazz. Or much in the way of art, generally.

Redstone

[ChoralScholar]

2. One kick before I cook dinner...

I could really use your insights... :)

[oneighty]

3. It is sunset

no hidden meanings.

"Quoth 180 nothing more."

180

[SeattleGirl]

5. I think you are correct, 180

It's the sunset. Nice poem, by the say, CS.

[oneighty]

6. Hey Seattle Girl

The wind blew up purple and fast
And blue lightning flashed
And the lightning splashed
Blue on the bloody sea.

I heard from afar the Siren's song


180

[Swede]

4. In poetry,beauty is truth,and truth is beauty.

nt