#AmericanWriters
86 South Winds jostle them— Bumblebees come— Hover—hesitate— Dri nk, and are gone—
857 Uncertain lease—develops lustre On Time Uncertain Grasp, appreciation Of Sum—
426 It don't sound so terrible—quite—a… I run it over—"Dead", Brain, "De… Put it in Latin—left of my school… Seems it don't shriek so—under rul…
345 Funny’—to be a Century’— And see the People’—going by’— I’—should die of the Oddity’— But then’—I’m not so staid’—as He…
461 A Wife—at daybreak I shall be— Sunrise—Hast thou a Flag for me? At Midnight, I am but a Maid, How short it takes to make a Brid…
257 Delight is as the flight— Or in the Ratio of it, As the Schools would say— The Rainbow’s way—
792 Through the strait pass of sufferi… The Martyrs—even—trod. Their feet—upon Temptations— Their faces—upon God—
135 Water, is taught by thirst. Land—by the Oceans passed. Transport—by throe— Peace—by its battles told—
DEAR March, come in! How glad I am! I looked for you before. Put down your hat— You must have walked—
227 Teach Him’—When He makes the nam… Such an one’—to say’— On his babbling’—Berry’—lips’— As should sound’—to me’—
915 Faith’—is the Pierless Bridge Supporting what We see Unto the Scene that We do not’— Too slender for the eye
7 The feet of people walking home With gayer sandals go— The Crocus—til she rises The Vassal of the snow—
Whose Pink career may have a clos… Portentous as our own, who knows? To imitate these Neighbors fleet In awe and innocence, were meet.
A Wind that rose Though not a Leaf In any Forest stirred But with itself did cold engage Beyond the Realm of Bird -
491 While it is alive Until Death touches it While it and I lap one Air Dwell in one Blood