Tutto E Sciolto

James Joyce

A birdless heaven, seadusk, one lone star
Piercing the west,
As thou, fond heart, love’s time, so faint, so far,
Rememberest.

The clear young eyes’ soft look, the candid brow,
The fragrant hair,
Falling as through the silence falleth now
Dusk of the air.

Why then, remembering those shy
Sweet lures, repine
When the dear love she yielded with a sigh
Was all but thine?

Next 10 Poems

• James Joyce : Watching The Needleboats At San Sabba
• James Joyce : What Counsel Has The Hooded Moon
• James Joyce : When The Shy Star Goes Forth In Heaven
• James Joyce : Who Goes Amid The Green Wood
• James Joyce : Winds Of May, That Dance On The Sea
• John Keats : A Dream, After Reading Dante's Episode Of Paolo And Francesca
• John Keats : A Thing Of Beauty ( Endymion )
• John Keats : Addressed To Haydon
• John Keats : Answer To A Sonnet By J.h.reynolds
• John Keats : Bards Of Passion And Of Mirth

Previous 10 Poems

• James Joyce : Tilly
• James Joyce : Though I Thy Mithridates Were
• James Joyce : Thou Leanest To The Shell Of Night
• James Joyce : This Heart That Flutters Near My Heart
• James Joyce : The Twilight Turns From Amethyst
• James Joyce : Strings In The Earth And Air
• James Joyce : Sleep Now, O Sleep Now
• James Joyce : Simples
• James Joyce : Silently She's Combing
• James Joyce : She Weeps Over Rahoon