The Clouded Morning

By Jones Very 1813–1880 Jones Very
The morning comes, and thickening clouds prevail,
    Hanging like curtains all the horizon round,
Or overhead in heavy stillness sail;
    So still is day, it seems like night profound;
Scarce by the city’s din the air is stirred,
    And dull and deadened comes its every sound;
The cock’s shrill, piercing voice subdued is heard,
    By the thick folds of muffling vapors drowned.
Dissolved in mists the hills and trees appear,
    Their outlines lost and blended with the sky;
And well-known objects, that to all are near,
    No longer seem familiar to the eye,
But with fantastic forms they mock the sight,
As when we grope amid the gloom of night.

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Poet Jones Very 1813–1880

POET’S REGION U.S., New England

Subjects Living, Time & Brevity, Nature, Landscapes & Pastorals, Weather, Religion, Faith & Doubt

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Though Jones Very was a minor figure in Transcendentalist circles, his poetry and criticism were highly regarded by Ralph Waldo Emerson, Bronson Alcott, and the pioneering educator Elizabeth Palmer Peabody. His close study of Shakespeare led him to write almost exclusively in Shakespearian sonnets, and his sequences on religion and nature gained recognition for their graceful lyricism. However, Very’s intense religious devotion . . .

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SUBJECT Living, Time & Brevity, Nature, Landscapes & Pastorals, Weather, Religion, Faith & Doubt

POET’S REGION U.S., New England

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Originally appeared in Poetry magazine.

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