There is an understated beauty to this one, and in both tone and language, I'm favorably reminded of a snippet from Hart Crane's "The Bridge."
I get a feeling of loneliness from the poem, but its beauty is in the knowledge that the loneliness is only because the N's love is simply not there to share the experience. Had the loved one been there, the various images would surely be described in a more vibrant, lustrous way.
The subtlety here is what makes it so fantastic. It's truly a poem that demonstrates an experienced heart and hand, and I'm looking forward to reading more of the poet's work, whoever he or she may be.
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