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Can Such Things Be?

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Meseemed that while she played, while lightly yet
Her fingers fell, as roses bloom by bloom,
I listened dead within a mighty room
Of some old palace where great casements let
Gaunt moonlight in, that glimpsed a parapet
Of statued marble: in the arrased gloom
Majestic pictures towered, dim as doom,
The dreams of Titian and of Tintoret.
And then, it seemed, along a corridor,
A mile of oak, a stricken footstep came,

Hurrying, yet slow … I thought long centuries
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
* Sunprincess * 22 January 2016

....simply superb...an exquisite write which carries the reader back in time to a more romantic age ?

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Ratnakar Mandlik 22 January 2016

Enigmatic and intriguing yet lovely poem. Thanks for sharing.

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Edward Kofi Louis 22 January 2016

Her love! With the muse of the roses. Nice work.

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John Popoola 08 June 2020

....Wow the imagery, ... listened dead within a mighty room Of some old palace where great casements let Gaunt moonlight in, that glimpsed a parapet Of statued marble: in the arrased gloom Majestic pictures towered, dim as doom... just exquisite

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Manonton Dalan 22 January 2016

this lovely poem//////

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Susan Williams 22 January 2016

There seemed to me to be a touch of Poe in the beauty and mystery of some of these lines! The rhymes were perfectly chosen, the rhythm tight and the atmosphere aching for love never ending. Absolutely beautiful. - - - - she played, while lightly yet Her fingers fell, as roses bloom by bloom, - - - - where great casements let Gaunt moonlight in, that glimpsed a parapet Of statued marble: - - - - it seemed, along a corridor, A mile of oak, a stricken footstep came, Hurrying, yet slow … - - - - -I thought long centuries Passed ere she entered she, I loved of yore, For whom I died, who wildly wailed my name And bent and kissed me on the mouth and eyes.

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Mannika S Raghav 22 January 2016

ah. the last two lines!

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Akachukwu Lekwauwa 22 January 2016

whenever and wherever the moon appears, it glows my soul.

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