Hart Crane

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Harold Hart Crane (July 21, 1899April 27, 1932) was an American poet.

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  • His thoughts, delivered to me
    From the white coverlet and pillow,
    I see now, were inheritances—
    Delicate riders of the storm.
    • Praise for an Urn (l. 5-8). In The Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry, by Richard Ellmann and Robert O'Clair (1988)
  • There are no stars to-night
    But those of memory.
    Yet how much room for memory there is
    In the loose girdle of soft rain.
    • My Grandmother's Love Letters (l. 1-4). In The Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry, by Richard Ellmann and Robert O'Clair (1988)
  • And Thee, across the harbor, silver-paced
    As though the sun took step of thee, yet left
    Some motion ever unspent in thy stride,
    Implicitly thy freedom staying thee!
    • The Bridge. In The Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry, by Richard Ellmann and Robert O'Clair (1988)

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