Stephen Crane

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

Stephen Crane Poems

1. My Cross! 3/20/2015
2. Courage 1/5/2015
3. Tradition, Thou Art For Suckling Children 1/1/2004
4. There Was A Great Cathedral 1/1/2004
5. The Chatter Of A Death-Demon From A Tree-Top 4/2/2010
6. There Was A Man With Tongue Of Wood 1/1/2004
7. There Was A Land Where Lived No Violets 1/1/2004
8. There Came Whisperings In The Winds 1/1/2004
9. When A People Reach The Top Of A Hill, 1/1/2004
10. Once A Man Clambering To The Housetops 1/1/2004
11. There Was One I Met Upon The Road 1/1/2004
12. Friend, Your White Beard Sweeps The Ground 1/1/2004
13. The Man 4/2/2010
14. It Was Wrong To Do This, Said The Angel 4/2/2010
15. There Were Many Who Went In Huddled Procession 1/1/2004
16. There Was A Man And A Woman 1/1/2004
17. In A Lonely Place, 1/1/2004
18. Why Do You Strive For Greatness, Fool? 1/1/2004
19. There Was, Before Me, 1/1/2004
20. There Was A Man Who Lived A Life Of Fire 1/1/2004
21. Once, I Knew A Fine Song, 1/1/2004
22. The Sage Lectured Brilliantly 1/1/2004
23. To The Maiden 1/1/2004
24. The Ocean Said To Me Once, 1/1/2004
25. The Chatter Of A Death-Demon From A Tree-Top 1/1/2004
26. The Peaks 4/2/2010
27. The Successful Man Has Thrust Himself 1/1/2004
28. If There Is A Witness To My Little Life 4/2/2010
29. With Eye And With Gesture 1/1/2004
30. On The Horizon The Peaks Assembled 1/1/2004
31. I Have Heard The Sunset Song Of The Birches 1/1/2004
32. There Was Set Before Me A Mighty Hill, 1/1/2004
33. Many Workmen 1/1/2004
34. The Way Your Little Finger Moved 1/1/2004
35. Why? 4/2/2010
36. In The Night 1/1/2004
37. The Impact Of A Dollar Upon The Heart 1/1/2004
38. Should The Wide World Roll Away 1/1/2004
39. Yes, I Have A Thousand Tongues 1/1/2004
40. Think As I Think 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:

Blustering God,

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Blustering God,
Stamping across the sky
With loud swagger,
I fear You not.
No, though from Your highest heaven
You plunge Your spear at my heart,
I fear You not.

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