Hart Crane - Love Quotes

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The phonographs of hades in the brain Are tunnels that re-wind themselves, and love A burnt match skating in a urinal —

Hart Crane

And so it was I entered the broken world To trace the visionary company of love, its voice An instant in the wind (I know not whither hurled) But not for long to hold each desperate choice.

Hart Crane

And through that cordage, threading with its call
One arc synoptic of all tides below –
Their labyrinthine mouths of history
Pouring reply as though all ships at sea
Complighted in one vibrant breath made cry, –
'Make thy love sure – to weave whose song we ply!'

Hart Crane