[Editor: This poem by John Shaw Neilson was published in Beauty Imposes: Some Recent Verse (1938).]
Sunday Evening
Homeward, still homeward
The calm folk ride,
And the unsoiled children
In dreams abide.
Homeward, still homeward,
Fond arms display
Flowers and calm children — ’tis
A holy day.
The love will uphold them:
Softly they bear
Green leaves and children with
The falling hair.
As stars on the darkness
Console the eye,
So do the deep children
Bring down the sky.
As flowers at the nightfall
Give silence fair,
So give the white children
With falling hair.
Source:
Shaw Neilson, Beauty Imposes: Some Recent Verse, Sydney: Angus & Robertson, 1938, page 32
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