<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=402914" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Grandmother's Love Letters</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are no stars to-night <br>But those of memory. <br>Yet how much room for memory there is <br>In the loose girdle of soft rain. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is even room enough <br>For the letters of my mother's mother, <br>Elizabeth, <br>That have been pressed so long <br>Into a corner of the roof <br>That they are brown and soft, <br>And liable to melt as snow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Over the greatness of such space <br>Steps must be gentle. <br>It is all hung by an invisible white hair. <br>It trembles as birch limbs webbing the air. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I ask myself: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Are your fingers long enough to play <br>Old keys that are but echoes: <br>Is the silence strong enough <br>To carry back the music to its source <br>And back to you again <br>As though to her?' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet I would lead my grandmother by the hand <br>Through much of what she would not understand; <br>And so I stumble. And the rain continues on the roof <br>With such a sound of gently pitying laughter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Harold+Hart+Crane">Harold Hart Crane</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=402914" data-title="My Grandmother's Love Letters de Harold Hart Crane" data-description="There are no stars to-night But those of memory. Yet how much room for memory there is In the loose girdle of soft rain. There is even room enough For the letters of my mother's mother, Elizabeth, That have been pressed so long Into a cor..."></div> </div> </div>

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