Friday, March 6, 2020

City Sunset_SOLSC 6/Poetry Friday

Fiery hues lit the sky as sunset settled in for its nightly painting ritual. Quickly, nature brush stroked the sky in front of my eyes. Taillights added extra glimmer to the scene, introducing the blackness of approaching evening tide. A parade of lights continued during evening rush hour as winter snuggled in. 

A City Sunset
by Thomas Ernest Hulme

Alluring, Earth seducing, with high conceits
is the sunset that reigns 
at the end of westward streets...
A sudden flaring sky
Troubling strangely the passer-by
with visions, alien to long streets, of Cytharea
or the smooth flesh of Lady Castlemaine.
A frolic of crimson
is the spreading glory of the sky. 
heaven's jocund maid
flaunting a trailed red robe
along the fretted city roofs
about the time of homeward going crowds
-a vain maid lingering loth to go.
Today is Poetry Friday hosted by the Floridian poet, Rebecca Herzog at her blog post, Sloth Reads.  Rebecca is sharing not only her poetry goodness but the work of many in the writing community. It is also Day 6 of the Two Writing Teacher's March 2020 Slice of Life Story Challenge. I presented at a statewide literacy conference this week and just returned home after a 7-hour drive so please excuse my lateness with adding my post.
Each year since March 2015, I engage in Two Writing Teacher's Annual Slice of Life Story Challenge. 
Slicing allows me to ponder life, literacy, and learning, capturing small moments poetically
through writing, photography, and digital art. 


  1. The choice of that poem to accompany that photo is regal indeed, Carol. One wants to keep drinking it in - the verse as well as the sunset. Beautiful.

  2. What a delight to watch this "parade of lights" as you made your way home. And the Hulme poem! I'm copying it into my notebook. It deserves to be read over and over. Thanks for sharing.

  3. 'Striated' is nifty word choice in action. I also like how the compact poem juxtaposes the sunset's painted light with the spots of carlights.

  4. Your intro to your poem is another poem, "Quickly, nature brush stroked the sky in front of my eyes." lovely images captured here and in your haiku Carol–and what an amazing burnt-orange-pinkish sky in your image, thanks for all!