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““poet Harold Hart Crane #203 on top 500 poets Poet's Page Poems Comments Stats E-Books Biography Videos Share on Facebook Share on Twitter Poems by Harold Hart Crane : 6 / 38 « prev. poem next poem » Exile - Poem by Harold Hart Crane Autoplay next video My hands have not touched pleasure since your hands, -- No, -- nor my lips freed laughter since 'farewell', And with the day, distance again expands Voiceless between us, as an uncoiled shell. Yet, love endures, though starving and alone. A dove's wings clung about my heart each night With surging gentleness, and the blue stone Set in the tryst-ring has but worn more bright.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The poem reflects on distant love, longing, and enduring affection despite isolation.
In simple terms: Love persists across distance and emptiness.
Key Takeaway
Embrace enduring love despite hardships.
Themes
love
loneliness
poetry
distance
endurance
Mood
poetic
melancholic
reflective
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When to use this quote
- reading
- creative writing
- personal reflection
Key Concepts
existential longing
metaphor
emotional resonance
Questions to Reflect On
- What sustains love in isolation?
- How does metaphor shape emotional depth?
A Different Perspective
Poetry may not resolve longing; feelings remain.