Observations On the Bridge

Hart Crane tribute forsake our eyes in a lovers cry &sigh shadows sweep decends that doubtful day: a lie revealed now proved first seen in its fall on a cloud beyond desire a tide of voices sleeves of sound wash away slowly distills clustering then sleeps out of sight singing low of long ago times rcalled I used to see: timeless now torn on wayward plight silently below into the dan rhythm drew a crash of leaves like a tide of destiny change began consummate& free dream no more with barren trees without a rein remember& atone its not too late sands are running the hushed lands home to our own we all in thrall while time clears in endless space it smiles as in a cloud of infinity ahead abandoned pastures mumurless blind ecstasy & mutual glee unvanquished space & chiselled heights with sleeping havens none escapes the vision in our hands now let go now more alone one by one to grieve the backward vision through the smoke tinselled hands through windowed panes of seasons fleeting palatial white in a show survey not heard before in antiquity or parentage the heart is wrung forsees the end with easy sight on&on for evermore one after one breath made cry's surpassing call beyond time