Harold Hart Crane

(21 July 1899 – 27 April 1932 / Garrettsville, Ohio)

Harold Hart Crane Poems

1. The Hurricane 12/12/2015
2. Voyages Iv 4/5/2010
3. Voyages V 4/5/2010
4. The Bridge: Quaker Hill 1/12/2012
5. The Bridge: Cutty Sark 1/12/2012
6. Voyages Vi 4/5/2010
7. To Brooklyn Bridge 4/20/2012
8. Voyages Iii 4/5/2010
9. Voyages Ii 1/1/2004
10. Southern Cross 4/5/2010
11. Quaker Hill 4/5/2010
12. The Bridge: The Tunnel 4/5/2010
13. The Bridge: The Dance 4/5/2010
14. Recitative 4/5/2010
15. O Carib Isle! 4/5/2010
16. The Bridge: To Brooklyn Bridge 1/1/2004
17. Carrier Letter 4/5/2010
18. For The Marriage Of Faustus And Helen 4/5/2010
19. To Emily Dickinson 1/1/2004
20. The Bridge: Atlantis 4/5/2010
21. North Labrador 4/5/2010
22. Fear 4/5/2010
23. The Visible, The Untrue 4/5/2010
24. Repose Of Rivers 4/5/2010
25. A Name For All 4/5/2010
26. Voyages I 1/12/2012
27. The Air Plant 1/12/2012
28. My Grandmother's Love Letters 4/5/2010
29. Carmen De Boheme 1/1/2004
30. The Great Western Plains 1/1/2004
31. Passage 4/5/2010
32. At Melville's Tomb 1/1/2004
33. Forgetfulness 1/1/2004
34. The Broken Tower 4/5/2010
35. Chaplinesque 1/1/2004
36. Interior 1/1/2004
37. Legend 1/1/2004
38. Exile 1/1/2004

Comments about Harold Hart Crane

  • Is It Poetry James Mclain Is It Poetry James Mclain (7/21/2016 10:59:00 AM)

    Frog's
    can't jump to high
    yet inevitably
    when a bird flies to low
    it hits the
    windshield of a car.. iip

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  • Engr. Moronfolu Kayode Damilare Engr. Moronfolu Kayode Damilare (5/18/2016 4:13:00 AM)

    The poem is a nice one

  • iain Robb (3/15/2014 5:59:00 AM)

    The greatest poet of the twentieth century, even given the genius of Yeats, and one of the most criminally overlooked artistic geniuses in the history of Western art.

  • Justin Gonzalez Justin Gonzalez (11/25/2012 4:43:00 AM)

    To me, there isn't enough mention of this great poet's name in this world. Luckily, James Franco made a movie about him and helped me discover this great poet. Tank you James, you've gained a lot of respect from me.

Best Poem of Harold Hart Crane

Exile

My hands have not touched pleasure since your hands, --
No, -- nor my lips freed laughter since 'farewell',
And with the day, distance again expands
Voiceless between us, as an uncoiled shell.

Yet, love endures, though starving and alone.
A dove's wings clung about my heart each night
With surging gentleness, and the blue stone
Set in the tryst-ring has but worn more bright.

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To Emily Dickinson

You who desired so much--in vain to ask--
Yet fed you hunger like an endless task,
Dared dignify the labor, bless the quest--
Achieved that stillness ultimately best,

Being, of all, least sought for: Emily, hear!
O sweet, dead Silencer, most suddenly clear
When singing that Eternity possessed
And plundered momently in every breast;

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