I’m struck by the contrast between the poet, scribbling and grumbling at his desk indoors, and the people “laughing and twirling in the spring rain” outside—watchers vs. doers. I might consider changing the last two lines to something like
Closed in my lonely tower I show disdain
for the people laughing and twirling in the [spring] rain.
(The meter works better without “spring.”)
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