Stephen Crane

(November 1, 1871 – June 5, 1900 / New Jersey)

I Have Heard The Sunset Song Of The Birches - Poem by Stephen Crane

"I have heard the sunset song of the birches,
A white melody in the silence,
I have seen a quarrel of the pines.
At nightfall
The little grasses have rushed by me
With the wind men.
These things have I lived," quoth the maniac,
"Possessing only eyes and ears.
But you --
You don green spectacles before you look at roses."


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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