THE ROOM ABOVE THE SQUARE
The light in the window seemed perpetual
Where you stayed in the high room for me;
It flowered above the trees through leaves
Like my certainty.
The light is fallen and you are hidden
In sunbright peninsulas of the sword:
Torn like leaves through Europe is the peace
Which through me flowed.
Now I climb alone to the dark room
Which hangs above the square
Where among stones and roots the other
Peaceful lovers are.
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Book title: The Still Centre.
Contributors: Stephen Spender - Author.
Publisher: Faber and Faber.
Place of publication: London.
Publication year: 1939.
Page number: 40.
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