Can Such Things Be? Comments

....Wow the imagery, ... listened dead within a mighty room Of some old palace where great casements let Gaunt moonlight in, that glimpsed a parapet Of statued marble: in the arrased gloom Majestic pictures towered, dim as doom... just exquisite

this lovely poem//////

There seemed to me to be a touch of Poe in the beauty and mystery of some of these lines! The rhymes were perfectly chosen, the rhythm tight and the atmosphere aching for love never ending. Absolutely beautiful. - - - - she played, while lightly yet Her fingers fell, as roses bloom by bloom, - - - - where great casements let Gaunt moonlight in, that glimpsed a parapet Of statued marble: - - - - it seemed, along a corridor, A mile of oak, a stricken footstep came, Hurrying, yet slow … - - - - -I thought long centuries Passed ere she entered she, I loved of yore, For whom I died, who wildly wailed my name And bent and kissed me on the mouth and eyes.

whenever and wherever the moon appears, it glows my soul.

....simply superb...an exquisite write which carries the reader back in time to a more romantic age ★

Enigmatic and intriguing yet lovely poem. Thanks for sharing.

Her love! With the muse of the roses. Nice work.