Let Hell-Towers Fall

Hart Crane’s “The Broken Tower” rewritten

God / at dawn / dispatches / me / to wander / the / cathedral / lawn

Have you not heard? Have you not seen shadows in the tower?

The bells, I say, the bells break down their tower
And swing I know not where
I, their slave

I entered the broken world to trace the visionary company of love
I know not where
Its voice an instant on the wind

My word I poured
But it was derivative of the judge
Whose clear word strikes wounded hope

Mortal love stirs latent power
. . . and builds within, a tower not of stone
. . .

Gravel heart, let down your guard
Look down from shadows in the tower
Eyes enshrine the lake of love above
Let it fall

“The Broken Tower” by Hart Crane @ AllPoetry.com
Sep 2024
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