Hart Crane - Wind Quotes

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We make our meek adjustments,
Contented with such random consolations
As the wind deposits
In slithered and too ample pockets.

Hart Crane

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