Poem by Harold Hart Crane

Forgetfulness

FORGETFULNESS is like a song
That, freed from beat and measure, wanders.
Forgetfulness is like a bird whose wings are reconciled,
Outspread and motionless, --
A bird that coasts the wind unwearyingly.

Forgetfulness is rain at night,
Or an old house in a forest, -- or a child.
Forgetfulness is white, -- white as a blasted tree,
And it may stun the sybil into prophecy,
Or bury the Gods.

I can remember much forgetfulness. 

1. My Grandmother's Love Letters
2. Interior
3. North Labrador
4. Fear
5. Voyages 4

James Lowell Forgetfulness ("There's a haven of sure rest")

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