And this I would call heaven: -- A house upon a hill, Where logs lie smoldering on a hearth When everything is still, -- Where evening shadows lengthen Like a hallowed prayer; That would be a heaven If you were only there. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT THE BRITISH MUSEUM by RICHARD ALDINGTON THE WORLD AS WILL AND REPRESENTATION' by HAYDEN CARRUTH CONTRA MORTEM: THE MOUNTAIN FASTNESS by HAYDEN CARRUTH ABOVE AND WITHIN by DAVID IGNATOW LOHENGRIN; PROEM by EMMA LAZARUS |