Hart Crane - Eyes Quotes

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And why do I often meet your visage here,
Your eyes like agate lanterns—on and on Below the toothpaste and the dandruff ads?
And did their riding eyes right through your side,
And did their eyes like unwashed platters ride?
And Death, aloft—gigantically down
Probing through you—toward me, O evermore!

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It was a kind and northern face That mingled in such exile guise The everlasting eyes of Pierrot And, of Gargantua, the laughter.

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Stars scribble on our eyes the frosty sagas,
The gleaming cantos of unvanquished space.

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We left the haven hanging in the night –
Sheened harbor lanterns backward fled the keel.
Pacific here at time's end, bearing corn. –
Eyes stammer through the pangs of dust and steel.

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