Apple-green west and an orange bar,
And the crystal eye of a lone, one star . . .
And, "Child, take the shears and cut what you will,
Frost to-night -- so clear and dead-still."
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Powerful and beautiful closure lines. Great imagery.
There is not enough space here to properly comment (even briefly) on Thomas's great poetical contributions...
In my garden of Life with its all-late flowers. Beautiful
In my garden of Life with its all-late flowers I heed a Voice in the shrinking hours: " Frost to-night - so clear and dead-still" ... Half sad, half proud, my arms I fill. very fine ending of a superb poem. tony
Wonderful poem..I'm particularly struck by the profound, beautifully realised metaphor, '...my garden of Life with its all-late flowers'.
In my garden of Life with its all-late flowers I heed a Voice in the shrinking hours: " Frost to-night - so clear and dead-still" ... Half sad, half proud, my arms I fill. /// beautiful poetic expression; beautiful stanza
All the quatrains are lovely, but the last one stands out... in my garden of life..
A beautiful poem on life is being well composed by Edith Matilda Thomas.
The abundance of life and of Nature lived and much appreciated near its end.
In my garden of Life! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Such a splendid poem of the day by Edith Matilda Thomas...............
Let's try this again! I don't 'get it', therefore I don't like it much, BUT it has fine rhyming. bri : ) Maybe if I'd lived when she did [[Edith Matilda Thomas (August 12,1854 - September 13,1925) ]] I'd understand the poem. bri ;)