Harold Hart Crane

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

Carrier Letter - Poem by Harold Hart Crane

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

Yet, - much follows, much endures… Trust birds alone:
A dove's wings clung about my heart last night
With surging gentleness; and the blue stone
Set in the tryst-ring has but worn more bright.


Comments about Carrier Letter by Harold Hart Crane

  • Gold Star - 10,063 Points Heather Wilkins (7/1/2013 3:08:00 PM)

    a beautiful write. filled with meaning. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 5, 2010



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