Poetry Friday - On Sunsets

Hello lovers of the weekend. This week's Poetry Friday is hosted by Carol over at Carol's Corner where she shares a poem that piqued her interest. I think I'm going to follow suit. I've subscribed to 'poem-a-day' from poets.org, and the one below by Elinor Wylie arrived in my inbox earlier this week. 

Sunset on the Spire 

Elinor Wylie

All that I dream

    By day or night

Lives in that stream

    Of lovely light.

Here is the earth,

    And there is the spire;

This is my hearth,

    And that is my fire.

From the sun’s dome

    I am shouted proof

That this is my home,

    And that is my roof.

Here is my food,

    And here is my drink,

And I am wooed

    From the moon’s brink.

And the days go over,

    And the nights end;

Here is my lover,

    Here is my friend.

All that I

    Could ever ask

Wears that sky

    Like a thin gold mask.

I need to read poetry more widely (in fact just reading in general) - I don't always get contemporary form, so this one is a bit of a throwback from the 1920s. I think I was drawn to the imagery and the way it sounded in my head as I read it. 

Hope everyone finds a poem they resonate with to carry them through the rest of the week!