Stephen Crane

(November 1, 1871 – June 5, 1900 / New Jersey)

Stephen Crane Poems

1. More Tender Lands 6/16/2015
2. Black Waves 6/16/2015
3. The King of the Seas 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. Once A Man Clambering To The Housetops 1/1/2004
8. There Was A Great Cathedral 1/1/2004
9. Tradition, Thou Art For Suckling Children 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. The Man 4/2/2010
19. The Peaks 4/2/2010
20. There Was, Before Me, 1/1/2004
21. Why Do You Strive For Greatness, Fool? 1/1/2004
22. The Sage Lectured Brilliantly 1/1/2004
23. There Were Many Who Went In Huddled Procession 1/1/2004
24. There Was A Man And A Woman 1/1/2004
25. In A Lonely Place 1/1/2004
26. Mystic Shadow 1/1/2004
27. Friend, Your White Beard Sweeps The Ground 1/1/2004
28. The Black Riders 4/2/2010
29. Two Or Three Angels 1/1/2004
30. There Was A Man Who Lived A Life Of Fire 1/1/2004
31. With Eye And With Gesture 1/1/2004
32. To The Maiden 1/1/2004
33. No Violets 4/2/2010
34. I Have Heard The Sunset Song Of The Birches 1/1/2004
35. There Was Set Before Me A Mighty Hill, 1/1/2004
36. Legends 1/1/2004
37. The Chatter Of A Death-Demon From A Tree-Top 1/1/2004
38. Many Workmen 1/1/2004
39. The Ocean Said To Me Once, 1/1/2004
40. The Way Your Little Finger Moved 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Stephen Crane

A Man Said To The Universe:

A man said to the universe:
"Sir I exist!"
"However," replied the universe,
"The fact has not created in me
A sense of obligation."

Read the full of A Man Said To The Universe:

Legends

I

A MAN builded a bugle for the storms to blow.
The focused winds hurled him afar.
He said that the instrument was a failure.

II

When the suicide arrived at the sky, the people there asked him: "Why?"

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