Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | December 11, 2008

POEM OF THE DAY: The Twilight Turns

by James Joyce (1882 – 1941).


The Twilight Turns


The twilight turns from amethyst

To deep and deeper blue,

The lamp fills with a pale green glow

The trees of the avenue.


The old piano plays an air,                                                                5

Sedate and slow and gay;

She bends upon the yellow keys,

Her head inclines this way.


Shy thought and grave wide eyes and hands

That wander as they list — –                                                          10

The twilight turns to darker blue

With lights of amethyst. 










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