Interior Poem by Harold Hart Crane

Interior

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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 OF THE POEM
* Sunprincess * 01 April 2016

.......the coziness of being in one's own room is beautifully penned ?

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Edward Kofi Louis 23 March 2017

Solemnity! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 23 March 2017

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 23 March 2017

'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 23 March 2017

Short, simple and a nice easy-flowing poem.

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Tom Allport 23 March 2017

a poem of the privacy felt when in one's home?

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Bernard F. Asuncion 23 March 2017

Day's afterglow.... thanks for posting....

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Harold Hart Crane

Harold Hart Crane

Garrettsville, Ohio
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