The Air Plant Poem by Harold Hart Crane
The Air Plant
Grand Cayman
This tuft that thrives on saline nothingness,
Inverted octopus with heavenward arms
Thrust parching from a palm-bole hard by the cove⎯
A bird almost⎯of almost bird alarms,
Is pulmonary to the wind that jars
Its tentacles, horrific in their lurch.
The lizard’s throat, held bloated for a fly,
Balloons but warily from this throbbing perch.
The needles and hack-saws of cactus bleed
A milk of earth when stricken off the stalk;
But this,⎯defenseless, thornless, sheds no blood,
Almost no shadow⎯but the air’s thin talk.
Angelic Dynamo! Ventriloquist of the Blue!
While beachward creeps the shark-swept Spanish Main
By what conjunctions do the winds appoint
Its apotheosis, at last⎯the hurricane!
Angelic Dynamo! Ventriloquist of the Blue! While beachward creeps the shark-swept Spanish Main By what conjunctions do the winds appoint Its apotheosis, at last⎯the hurricane! ... loved these lines. Beautiful poem having haunting expression. Nice penmanship. Thanks and congratulations to his soul for being selected as the poem of the day.
Angelic Dynamo! Ventriloquist of the Blue! While beachward creeps the shark-swept Spanish Main By what conjunctions do the winds appoint Its apotheosis, at last⎯the hurricane! ... loved these lines. Beautiful poem having haunting expression. Nice penmanship. Thanks and congratulations to his soul for being selected as the poem of the day.
Almost no shadow⎯but the air’s thin talk. Nicely penned.
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But this, ⎯defenseless, thornless, sheds no blood, Almost no shadow⎯but the air’s thin talk. Nicely written.