Hart Crane read by Tennessee Williams, My Grandmother's Love Letters from hand with hart Watch Video
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Description: There are no stars tonightnBut those of memory.nYet how much room for memory there isnIn the loose girdle of soft rain.nnThere is even room enoughnFor the letters of my mother’s mother,nElizabeth,nThat have been pressed so longnInto a corner of the roofnThat they are brown and soft,nAnd liable to melt as snow.nnOver the greatness of such spacenSteps must be gentle.nIt is all hung by an invisible white hair.nIt trembles as birch limbs webbing the air.nnAnd I ask myself:nn“Are your fingers lon
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