Stephen Crane

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

Stephen Crane Poems

81. I Met A Seer 1/1/2004
82. Each Small Gleam Was A Voice 1/1/2004
83. A Slant Of Sun On Dull Brown Walls 4/2/2010
84. I Stood Musing In A Black World 1/1/2004
85. Content 4/2/2010
86. Ay, Workman, Make Me A Dream 1/1/2004
87. In Heaven, 1/1/2004
88. Ancestry 4/2/2010
89. God Lay Dead In Heaven; 1/1/2004
90. Fast Rode The Knight 1/1/2004
91. I Walked In A Desert 1/1/2004
92. Charity Thou Art A Lie 1/1/2004
93. A Slant Of Sun On Dull Brown Walls 1/1/2004
94. Behold, From The Land Of The Farther Suns 1/1/2004
95. I Looked Here 1/1/2004
96. A Man Toiled On A Burning Road 1/1/2004
97. ’scaped 4/2/2010
98. I Was In The Darkness; 1/1/2004
99. I Heard Thee Laugh 1/1/2004
100. Black Riders Came From The Sea 1/1/2004
101. Blustering God, 1/1/2004
102. A Learned Man Came To Me Once 1/1/2004
103. A God In Wrath 1/1/2004
104. A Man Feared That He Might Find An Assassin; 1/1/2004
105. A Man Saw A Ball Of Gold In The Sky; 1/1/2004
106. A Youth In Apparel That Glittered 1/1/2004
107. "It Was Wrong To Do This," Said The Angel 1/1/2004
108. Upon The Road Of My Life, 1/1/2004
109. A Newspaper Is A Collection Of Half-Injustices 1/1/2004
110. The Wayfarer 1/1/2004
111. And You Love Me 1/1/2004
112. A Spirit Sped 1/1/2004
113. I Saw A Man Pursuing The Horizon 1/1/2004
114. Do Not Weep, Maiden, For War Is Kind 1/1/2004
115. A Man Went Before A Strange God 1/1/2004
116. In The Desert 1/1/2004
117. Behold, The Grave Of A Wicked Man 1/1/2004
118. A Man Said To The Universe: 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

A Man Went Before A Strange God

A man went before a strange God --
The God of many men, sadly wise.
And the deity thundered loudly,
Fat with rage, and puffing.
"Kneel, mortal, and cringe
And grovel and do homage
To My Particularly Sublime Majesty."

The man fled.

Then the man went to another God --
The God of his inner thoughts.
And this one looked at him
With soft eyes
Lit with infinite comprehension,
And said, "My poor child!"

Read the full of A Man Went Before A Strange God

Fast Rode The Knight

Fast rode the knight
With spurs, hot and reeking,
Ever waving an eager sword,
"To save my lady!"
Fast rode the knight,
And leaped from saddle to war.
Men of steel flickered and gleamed
Like riot of silver lights,
And the gold of the knight's good banner