Red Rose -->

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

WHITE TREE AT TWILIGHT



WHITE TREE AT TWILIGHT

Shadowed by a sunless wood
Where loveliness should never grow,
Her branches spilled their starry foam
Like unexpected fall of snow.
A white spire singing of maidenhood
Beside a dead or dying tree
Shed quicksilver blossoms that trapped the light,
Kindling the thicket beneath the dome
Of the slow-descending, star-heavy night —
And hope soared up like a litany.

Ellin Anderson

12 comments:

  1. I don't know this poem, but it's lovely... hope soared up like a litany.
    What a lovely picture to go with it.
    Well done!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Absolutely beautiful, I love the poem .. 'hope soared up like a litany'. Lovely choice Barbara.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Thank you so much Jonie, Zoey, and Kate!!

    ReplyDelete
  4. Beautifully done, both your image and your choice of the poem!

    ReplyDelete
  5. Wow! I love this, gorgeous, and the framing is wonderful and enhancing. Great poem to go with!

    ReplyDelete
  6. I thought poetry exhibiting this kind of classical beauty was outlawed shortly after my own death over a hundred years ago. It would be interesting to see what kind of an image you would come up with for Miss Anderson's "Liberty Enlightens the People".

    ReplyDelete
  7. Welcome Alfred! I accept the challenge to see what I can come up with! :)

    ReplyDelete
  8. omgosh this is absolutely awesome; it literally took my breath away!

    ReplyDelete

 
Red Rose