Night Comes

For Kim’s prompt over at Real Toads, about the poetic form pastoral. She wants us to write a poem about night coming in the style of Jane Kenyon, ‘Let Evening Come’, “to inspire your pastoral poems this weekend” No more than six tercets. I have tried. I love writing about the night in the summer, any time of year!

Night Comes
“In the trees the night wind stirs, bringing the leaves to life, endowing them with speech; the electric lights illuminate the green branches from the under side, translating them into a new language.” ― E.B. White

in the afternoon the day winds down –
the shadows grow long winds gently slough
and the bees return to their hives.

toward the dark of the day
owls awaken and their sleepy eyes grow bright!
they stretch their wings and shuffle their feet.

rabbits cease their nibbling and head to their nests,
shadows grow longer and cross the road
to meet the cows lowing in the fields, heading to the barns.

the shadow of the moon glows white in the indigo sky
and early Venus glows. the bats come out to hunt
along with the owls and cicadas begin their buzz.

now the stars glow in the black night sky
and a rustle of the bushes as a possum
comes to the join the other night creatures for dinner.

lights snap on in the houses, bright yellow in the night.
the owl swoops down and grabs a baby rabbit
its squeal joining the buzzing of the cicadas in the night.

the night after holding its breath exhales.

 

14 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. kim881
    Jul 27, 2019 @ 14:48:45

    Your poem describes this moment so beautifully, Toni. It’s that time of evening here and now, but we have no shadows as it’s been raining and it’s still very cloudy. However, the wind is sloughing. I’ll be looking out for owls but don’t expect to see any stars tonight – except for in your lovely poem. I feel so sorry for that baby rabbit!

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  2. Misky
    Jul 27, 2019 @ 15:27:18

    That final line is a full-on release; truly I did exhale.

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  3. mhmp77
    Jul 27, 2019 @ 19:47:09

    kaykuala

    the night after holding
    its breath exhales.

    Certainly a classic close to all the busy hours of the day, Toni!

    Hank

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  4. Helen
    Jul 27, 2019 @ 21:00:17

    Lovely response to the challenge …..

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  5. Margaret Elizabeth Bednar
    Jul 27, 2019 @ 21:59:34

    Ha! Not as soothing as I thought it was going to be (at least not for the bunny) – I enjoyed that sudden turnabout!

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  6. Just Barry
    Jul 28, 2019 @ 00:40:34

    I like the idea of night waiting to exhale. Vivid imagery.

    I especially enjoyed this stanza:

    “the shadow of the moon glows white in the indigo sky
    and early Venus glows. the bats come out to hunt
    along with the owls and cicadas begin their buzz.”

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  7. Kerry
    Jul 28, 2019 @ 09:17:53

    i always look out for that early sighting of Venus at nightfall.. reminds me how connected we are by our individual experience of the world around us. A beautiful piece of poetry.

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  8. Marie Elena
    Jul 28, 2019 @ 11:38:22

    Lovely, lovely, lovely! And oh, your final line. *sigh*

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  9. Magaly Guerrero
    Jul 28, 2019 @ 12:36:58

    I love that all things seem to return home, the way the reader gets to exhale with the night.

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  10. robtkistner
    Jul 29, 2019 @ 00:25:07

    I am late to the party today, but here now to read. This is a wonderful write Toni, and a worthy tribute to evening. The moon-in the indigo sky — beautiful.

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  11. fireblossom32
    Jul 29, 2019 @ 13:34:30

    Poor bunny 😦

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  12. Yvonne Osborne
    Jul 29, 2019 @ 21:39:49

    Yes, the owls are out with blood on their mind. Nicely captured portrait of dusk.

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