Night wind in the poplars

For the dverse open link night, a poem inspired by the tremendous hot wind that ended a day of intense heat, and thinking of a poem I loved as a child, Walter de la Mare’s The Listeners.

 

Do you hear the night wind sighing in the poplars,

As it rushes through a leafy sea?

And can you hear the whirring voices of the nightjars,

And the ghost owl calling in the willow tree?

I hear them as I stand here at the window,

Waiting for the hunter’s bark,

And the moon to show a fleet glimpse of the vixen,

Prowling in the covert dark.

Listen, the night is stirring in the meadow,

Take my hand and run with me,

Through the moonbeams and the music whispered so low

Of the wind in a leafy sea.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

52 thoughts on “Night wind in the poplars”

  1. Beautiful….and especially this:
    “Listen, the night is stirring in the meadow,
    Take my hand and run with me,
    Through the moonbeams and the music whispered so low
    Of the wind in a leafy sea.”

    Truly a lovely post!

  2. This is a gorgeous write. The rhythm and rhyme gives the poem a feeling of running. This one line: Listen, the night is stirring in the meadow…stirs me to thought as did the line in Kurt Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse Five – Listen, Billy Pilgrim has come unstuck in time…

  3. ‘Listen, the night is stirring in the meadow, take my hand and run with me, through the moonbeams and the music whispered so low of the wind in a leafy sea’ …beautiful!!❤️

  4. That leafy sea… and the wind rustling through it. Ear poetry as I sit in the dark on a breezy night. It’s been too hot outside to take that in. Your poem catches it nicely!

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