Harold Hart Crane

(21 July 1899 – 27 April 1932 / Garrettsville, Ohio)

Interior - Poem by Harold Hart Crane

It sheds a shy solemnity,
This lamp in our poor room.
O grey and gold amenity, --
Silence and gentle gloom!

Wide from the world, a stolen hour
We claim, and none may know
How love blooms like a tardy flower
Here in the day's after-glow.

And even should the world break in
With jealous threat and guile,
The world, at last, must bow and win
Our pity and a smile.

Comments about Interior by Harold Hart Crane

  • (3/23/2017 11:54:00 PM)

    Love blooms like a tardy flower
    In the day's after glow
    Beautiful conceptualization. Thanks for sharing it here.
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  • Anil Kumar Panda (3/23/2017 10:10:00 PM)

    'Wide from the world, a stolen hour
    We claim, and none may know'
    ..is a very thought provoking line. Nice poem.Thanks for sharing.
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  • Amar Agarwala (3/23/2017 7:33:00 PM)

    Short, simple and a nice easy-flowing poem. (Report) Reply

  • Tom Allport (3/23/2017 5:02:00 AM)

    a poem of the privacy felt when in one's home? (Report) Reply

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (3/23/2017 1:44:00 AM)

    Day's afterglow.... thanks for posting.... (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (3/23/2017 12:43:00 AM)

    Solemnity! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • (4/1/2016 7:50:00 AM)

    .......the coziness of being in one's own room is
    beautifully penned ★
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

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