Harry Kemp

(15 December 1883 – 8 August 1960 / Youngstown, Ohio)

A Poet's Room (Greenwich Village 1912)


I have a table, cot and chair
And nothing more. The walls are bare
Yet I confess that in my room
Lie Syrian rugs rich from the loom,
Stand statues poised on flying toe,
Hang tapestries with folk a-flow
As the wind takes them to and fro,
And workman fancy has inlaid
My walls with ivory and jade.

Though opening on a New York street
Full of cries and hurrying feet
My window is a faery space
That gives on each imagined place;
Old ruins lost in a desert peace;
The broken fanes and shrines of Greece;
Aegean islands fringed with foam;
The everlasting tops of Rome;
Troy flowing red with skyward flame,
And every spot of hallowed fame.

Outside my window I can see
The sweet blue lake of Galilee,
And Carmel's purple-regioned height
And Sinai clothed with stars and night.
But this is told in confidence,
So not a word when you go hence,
For if my landlord once but knew
My attic fetched so large a view,
The churl would never rest content
Till he had raised the monthly rent.

Submitted: Thursday, April 15, 2010

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (A Poet's Room (Greenwich Village 1912) by Harry Kemp )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. A memory in a watch, nicholas sardinha
  2. THOUSAND MOONS, Satish Verma
  3. Where Larkspur Have The Purple Winds Gat.., mary douglas
  4. Rising For Another Day, Michael McParland
  5. The head, gajanan mishra
  6. Tobacco use, hasmukh amathalal
  7. Mystery of love, Chiazo Egbukwu
  8. Complete homes, hasmukh amathalal
  9. Landfill, Phil Soar
  10. W-a-t-c-h! Fury online movie free full s.., afandi azhaa

Poem of the Day

poet Charles Stuart Calverley

He stood, a worn-out City clerk —
Who'd toil'd, and seen no holiday,
For forty years from dawn to dark —
Alone beside Caermarthen Bay.
...... Read complete »

   

Trending Poems

  1. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  2. I, Too, Langston Hughes
  3. Daffodils, William Wordsworth
  4. Dreams, Langston Hughes
  5. Annabel Lee, Edgar Allan Poe
  6. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
  7. Fire and Ice, Robert Frost
  8. If You Forget Me, Pablo Neruda
  9. Phenomenal Woman, Maya Angelou
  10. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, Maya Angelou

Trending Poets

[Hata Bildir]