North Labrador (by Hart Crane)
Hart Crane, 1899-1932
North Labrador
A land of leaning ice
Hugged by plaster-grey arches of sky,
Flings itself silently
Into eternity.
"Has no one come here to win you,
Or left you with the faintest blush
Upon your glittering breasts?
Have you no memories, O Darkly Bright?"
Cold-hushed, there is only the shifting moments
That journey toward the Spring—
No birth, no death, no time nor sun
In answer.
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"North Labrador" composed in September 1917
and first published in November 1919
It also appeared in Crane's White Buildings (1926)
More Hart Crane is available in these volumes from Amazon:
Posted by Jesus Crisis at 11/7/2008 7:14 AM 
Categories: Cleveland, Writing, 1900s, Crane (Hart), American
Categories: Cleveland, Writing, 1900s, Crane (Hart), American
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Absense Of Snow
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The way is clear and not encumbered.
No shoving with my feet and labored,
breath.
I walk and smell no roses.
I feel my life instead of death.
The sky is blues and sunny.
The clouds are white and far away.
The snow is absent around about me.
I sense the absence of the snow.
It must be what Heaven will be.
No snow or ice or death.
I will kiss you all someday.
When I am there.
Gone away.
To rest.
Charles Robert Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
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Congratulations, Charles!
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