Stephen Crane

[Newark, New Jersey, United States] (November 1, 1871 – June 5, 1900 / New Jersey)

Stephen Crane Poems

1. Black Waves 6/16/2015
2. The King of the Seas 6/16/2015
3. More Tender Lands 6/16/2015
4. My Cross! 3/20/2015
5. Courage 1/5/2015
6. The Chatter Of A Death-Demon From A Tree-Top 4/2/2010
7. Tradition, Thou Art For Suckling Children 1/1/2004
8. Once A Man Clambering To The Housetops 1/1/2004
9. There Was A Great Cathedral 1/1/2004
10. There Was A Man With Tongue Of Wood 1/1/2004
11. There Was A Land Where Lived No Violets 1/1/2004
12. There Came Whisperings In The Winds 1/1/2004
13. When A People Reach The Top Of A Hill, 1/1/2004
14. It Was Wrong To Do This, Said The Angel 4/2/2010
15. Once, I Knew A Fine Song, 1/1/2004
16. On The Horizon The Peaks Assembled 1/1/2004
17. There Was One I Met Upon The Road 1/1/2004
18. Friend, Your White Beard Sweeps The Ground 1/1/2004
19. The Sage Lectured Brilliantly 1/1/2004
20. The Man 4/2/2010
21. There Were Many Who Went In Huddled Procession 1/1/2004
22. There Was A Man And A Woman 1/1/2004
23. In A Lonely Place 1/1/2004
24. To The Maiden 1/1/2004
25. The Chatter Of A Death-Demon From A Tree-Top 1/1/2004
26. The Peaks 4/2/2010
27. In The Night 1/1/2004
28. Why Do You Strive For Greatness, Fool? 1/1/2004
29. There Was, Before Me, 1/1/2004
30. There Was A Man Who Lived A Life Of Fire 1/1/2004
31. Many Workmen 1/1/2004
32. The Ocean Said To Me Once, 1/1/2004
33. The Black Riders 4/2/2010
34. Two Or Three Angels 1/1/2004
35. The Successful Man Has Thrust Himself 1/1/2004
36. Mystic Shadow 1/1/2004
37. If There Is A Witness To My Little Life 4/2/2010
38. With Eye And With Gesture 1/1/2004
39. The Impact Of A Dollar Upon The Heart 1/1/2004
40. Should The Wide World Roll Away 1/1/2004

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  • John Doe (11/29/2018 3:06:00 PM)

    In my early days in hoghschool I was one of the kids with the scars, and the hair over the eyes and Stephen Crane's poems saved me from possibly commiting toaster bath. I have so much respect for this man rest in Perpperoni my dude!

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  • Jake welch (5/3/2018 10:13:00 AM)

    'In The Desert' was a very important poem in my formative years. between my parents falling out after year and eventual divorce, and the bullying from my peers, this poem kept me from behaving in a way against my own interest, and becoming a worse person.

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  • John Richter (5/29/2015 8:28:00 AM)

    Red Badge of Courage is one of the greatest books I read as a boy, filling that long ago young mind with something other than the flowery trappings that most authors of his time portrayed the world as. Stephen was a realist, a much needed part of the literary world..... We all owe him a great debt of gratitude. I'm surprised this page is not filled with remarks.

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  • Stephanie Wright Stephanie Wright (10/2/2012 11:56:00 AM)

    I love his short stories!

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Best Poem of Stephen Crane

In The Desert

In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, "Is it good, friend?"
"It is bitter -- bitter," he answered;
"But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart."

Read the full of In The Desert

Love Walked Alone.

Love walked alone.
The rocks cut her tender feet,
And the brambles tore her fair limbs.
There came a companion to her,
But, alas, he was no help,
For his name was heart's pain. .

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