Afternoon Quote by Wallace Stevens

“As a child, crisp spring afternoons were spent wading along Reedy Creek just beyond the field. Then came the heavy breeze in the autumn,…

— James Russell Lingerfelt

Morning has broken Like the first morning. Blackbird has spoken Like the first bird.

— Eleanor Farjeon

“The moon grew plump and pale as a peeled apple, waned into the passing nights, then showed itself again as a thin silver crescent…

— James Carlos Blake

The shed of leaves became a cascade of red and gold and after a time the trees stood skeletal against a sky of weathered…

— James Carlos Blake

“Then came night that was like falling water. At times, for hours, a bird spirit, half buzzard, half swan, just above the rushes from…

— Peter Huchel

It was a cold hard easterly morning when he latched the garden gate and turned away. The light snowfall which had feathered his schoolroom…

— Charles Dickens

The night was clear and frosty, all ebony of shadow and silver of snowy slope; big stars were shining over the silent fields; here…

— Lucy Maud Montgomery

“Winter came in days that were gray and still. They were the kind of days in which people locked in their animals and themselves…

— Mildred D. Taylor

“In the spring, the little flowers came out obediently in the meads, and the dew sparkled, and the birds sang. In the summer it…

— Anonymous

The river is moving. The blackbird must be flying.

— Wallace Stevens

There was a frosty rime upon the trees, which, in the faint light of the clouded moon, hung upon the smaller branches like dead…

— Charles Dickens

“The sky darkened, the liquid singing of the blackbirds diminished and ceased, mud hens swam back to shore, climbed up the banks and huddled…

— Leonard Gardner