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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A MEMORY, by MILICENT LAUBENHEIMER
First Line: And I remember that this room was mine
Last Line: The winds that have no voice.
Subject(s): Rooms
First Line: And I remember that this room was mine
Last Line: The winds that have no voice.
Subject(s): Rooms
And I remember that this room was mine:
Lamp-lit at midnight,
Holding the scent of apples sharper than smoke.
The moon was drawing toward eclipse, and I was waiting,
And smoking was forbidden. . . .
And on the wall
Parted from shadow a picture of the Disciples at Emaus.
Beneath the lamp lay a book, open
. . . Its title, after all these years, escapes me. . . .
And on the floor, other books.
And the shaded light of the lamp drew everything within a circle
Of which the walls were a part, and the scent of apples and smoke,
And the books, and the darkness of the picture,
And all this was mine.
And I remember oaks that kept their leaves,
That were not silent in the bitter winds,
The winds that have no voice.
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