O Thou steeled Cognizance whose leap commitsThe agile precincts of the lark’s return;Within whose lariat sweep encinctured singIn single chrysalis the many twain —Of stars Thou art the stitch and stallion glowAnd like an organ, Thou, with sound of doom —Sight, sound and flesh Thou leadest from time’s realmAs love strikes clear direction for the helm
-Hart Crane
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