Poem A Day – Dec. 20, 2016
#MIDDLEBURY
My Grandmother’s Love Letters
Hart Crane
There are no stars tonight
But those of memory.
Yet how much room for memory there is
In the loose girdle of soft rain.
There ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – May 3, 2016
#MIDDLEBURY
My Grandmother’s Love Letters
Hart Crane
There are no stars tonight
But those of memory.
Yet how much room for memory there is
In the loose girdle of soft rain.
There ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – April 4, 2016
#MIDDLEBURY
Garden Abstract
Hart Crane
The apple on its bough is her desire, –
Shining suspension, mimic of the sun.
The bough has caught her breath up, and her voice,
Dumbly ... Continue Reading →
