My hands have not touched water since your hands, -
No; - nor my lips freed laughter since 'farewell'.
And with the day, distance again expands
Between us, voiceless as an uncoiled shell.
Yet, - much follows, much endures... Trust birds alone:
A dove's wings clung about my heart last night
With surging gentleness; and the blue stone
Set in the tryst-ring has but worn more bright.
Carrier Letter
Harold Hart Crane
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Poem topics: alone, farewell, heart, laughter, night, trust, water, blue, bright, dove, stone, Valentine's Day, distance, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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