Author Isaac Rosenberg Break in by subtler nearer ways; Dulled closeness is too far. And separate we are Through joined days. The shine and strange romance of time In absence hides and change. Shut eyes and hear the strange Perfect new chime. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments