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Poem by Thomas MacDonagh


In Calm


Not a wind blows and I have cried for storm!
The night is still and sullen and too bright,
Still and not cold,-- the airs around me warm
Rise, and I hate them, and I hate the night.

Yet I shall hate the day more than the hush
Henceforth forever, as life more than death;--
And I have cried to hear the wild winds rush
To drown my words, to drown my living breath. 



Thomas MacDonagh


Thomas MacDonagh's other poems:
  1. Dublin Tramcars
  2. The Philistine
  3. The Stars Stand up in the Air
  4. On a Poet Patriot
  5. In the Storm


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