<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=499113" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Hole In The Floor</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">for Rene Magritte</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The carpenter's made a hole<br>In the parlor floor, and I'm standing<br>Staring down into it now<br>At four o'clock in the evening,<br>As Schliemann stood when his shovel<br>Knocked on the crowns of Troy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A clean-cut sawdust sparkles<br>On the grey, shaggy laths,<br>And here is a cluster of shavings<br>>From the time when the floor was laid.<br>They are silvery-gold, the color<br>Of Hesperian apple-parings.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Kneeling, I look in under<br>Where the joists go into hiding.<br>A pure street, faintly littered<br>With bits and strokes of light,<br>Enters the long darkness<br>Where its parallels will meet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The radiator-pipe<br>Rises in middle distance<br>Like a shuttered kiosk, standing<br>Where the only news is night.<br>Here's it's not painted green,<br>As it is in the visible world.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For God's sake, what am I after?<br>Some treasure, or tiny garden?<br>Or that untrodden place,<br>The house's very soul,<br>Where time has stored our footbeats<br>And the long skein of our voices?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not these, but the buried strangeness<br>Which nourishes the known:<br>That spring from which the floor-lamp<br>Drinks now a wilder bloom,<br>Inflaming the damask love-seat<br>And the whole dangerous room.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Submitted by Robert Fish</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Richard+Wilbur">Richard Wilbur</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=499113" data-title="A Hole In The Floor de Richard Wilbur" data-description="for Rene Magritte The carpenter's made a hole In the parlor floor, and I'm standing Staring down into it now At four o'clock in the evening, As Schliemann stood when his shovel Knocked on the crowns of Troy. A clean-cut sawdust sparkles On the g..."></div> </div> </div>

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