With Music by Helen Hay Whitney

View this email on a browser Forward to a friend September 19, 2015   With Music   Helen Hay Whitney

Dear, did we meet in some dim yesterday?     I half remember how the birds were mute     Among green leaves and tulip-tinted fruit, And on the grass, beside a stream, we lay In early twilight; faintly, far away,     Came lovely sounds adrift from silver lute,     With answered echoes of an airy flute, While Twilight waited tiptoe, fain to stay.   Her violet eyes were sweet with mystery.     You looked in mine, the music rose and fell Like little, lisping laughter of the sea;         Our souls were barks, wind-wafted from the shore—      Gold cup, a rose, a ruby, who can tell?          Soft—music ceases—I recall no more.            This poem is in the public domain. About This Poem   “With Music” was published in Sonnets and Songs (Harper & Brothers Publishers, 1905).   Helen Hay Whitney was born on March 11, 1875. She published several books, including Some Verses (1898) and Herbs and Apples (1910). She died on September 24, 1944.   Photo Credit: Frances Benjamin Johnson Poetry by Whitney   Some Verses (HardPress Publishing, 2012) "If You Should Tire of Loving Me" by Margaret Widdemer "Bound" by Aline Murray Kilmer "To Helen About Her Hair" by Robinson Jeffers Poem-a-Day   Launched during National Poetry Month in 2006, Poem-a-Day features new and previously unpublished poems by contemporary poets on weekdays and classic poems on weekends. Thanks for being a part of the Academy of American Poets community. To learn about other programs, including National Poetry Month, Poem in Your Pocket Day, the annual Poets Forum, and more, visit Poets.org.   You are receiving this e-mail because you elected to subscribe to our mailing list. If you would like to unsubscribe, please click here.   © Academy of American Poets 75 Maiden Lane, Suite 901, New York, NY 10038