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Calamus 29

Part of the cluster CALAMUS.


ONE flitting glimpse, caught through an interstice, Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room, 
 around the stove, late of a winter night—And  
 I unremarked, seated in a corner;
Of a youth who loves me, and whom I love, silently  
 approaching, and seating himself near, that he  
 may hold me by the hand;
A long while, amid the noises of coming and going  
 —of drinking and oath and smutty jest,
There we two, content, happy in being together, 
 speaking little, perhaps not a word.

Part of the cluster CALAMUS.

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