A Glimpse.

Part of the cluster CALAMUS.

A GLIMPSE.

A GLIMPSE through an interstice caught, Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room around the
stove late of a winter night, and I unremark'd 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.