Nature
The Setting Sun
Translated by Jethro Bithell (1911) · From Contemporary Belgian Poetry (1911)
Nature
The stainless snow and the blue,
Lit by a pure gold star,
Nearly meet; but a bar
Of fire separates the two.
A rime-frosted, black pinewood,
Raising, as waves roll foam,
Its lances toothed like a comb,
Dams the horizon's blood.
In the tomb of blue and white
Nothing stirs save a crow,
Unfolding solemnly slow
Its silky wing black as night.
Cite this poem
MLA
Kinon, Victor. “The Setting Sun.” Translated by Jethro Bithell. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/victor-kinon/4/.
Chicago
Kinon, Victor. “The Setting Sun.” Translated by Jethro Bithell. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/victor-kinon/4/.
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