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Slowly — Immemorially the window, the half-covered chair Ask nothing but this
sheath of pallid air. recalls yon to And you beside me, blessed now while sirens
Ji* ' Sing to us, stealthily weave us into day — wtJung dream Serenely now,
... Or is it the Sabbatical, unconscious smile My mother almost brought me once
from church And once only, as I recall — ? It flickered through the snow screen,
blindly It forsook her at the doorway, it was gone Before I had left the window.
... breathed that you might know Memphis Johnny, Steamboat Bill, Missouri Joe.
Oh, lean from the window, if the train slows down, As though you touched hands
with some ancient down, — A little while gaze absently below And hum Deep 25.
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - HadriantheBlind - LibraryThing
Oh Fathers, forgive me, for I have sinned! I've wanted to indulge and drink in the shining baroque myths of Hart Crane for so long. I've only done so now, after watching the James Franco film a while ... Read full review
LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - NielsenGW - LibraryThing
Crane’s poetry is as enigmatic as it is delightful. As a precursor to the so-called Symbolists, he displays a skill unmatched in his time. This short volume takes the reader on a journey—a journey that changes with each reading. Recommended for anyone trying to get away from the simpler poets. Read full review