#AmericanWriters
XXIV A NARROW fellow in the grass Occasionally rides; You may have met him,—did you not? His notice sudden is.
880 The Bird must sing to earn the Cr… What merit have the Tune No Breakfast if it guaranty The Rose content may bloom
132 I bring an unaccustomed wine To lips long parching Next to mine, And summon them to drink;
The Butterfly in honored Dust Assuredly will lie But none will pass the Catacomb So chastened as the Fly -
386 Answer July— Where is the Bee— Where is the Blush— Where is the Hay?
The wind begun to rock the grass With threatening tunes and low,— He flung a menace at the earth, A menace at the sky. The leaves unhooked themselves fro…
Departed to the judgment, A mighty afternoon; Great clouds like ushers leaning, Creation looking on. The flesh surrendered, cancelled
I like to see it lap the miles, And lick the valleys up, And stop to feed itself at tanks; And then, prodigious, step Around a pile of mountains,
So much of Heaven has gone from E… That there must be a Heaven If only to enclose the Saints To Affidavit given. The Missionary to the Mole
544 The Martyr Poets’—did not tell’— But wrought their Pang in syllabl… That when their mortal name be num… Their mortal fate’—encourage Some…
945 This is a Blossom of the Brain— A small—italic Seed Lodged by Design or Happening The Spirit fructified—
Not “Revelation”—'tis—that waits, But our unfurnished eyes—
917 Love—is anterior to Life— Posterior—to Death— Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth—
Going to him! Happy letter! Tell… Tell him the page I didn’t write; Tell him I only said the syntax, And left the verb and the pronoun… Tell him just how the fingers hurr…
Whether they have forgotten Or are forgetting now Or never remembered - Safer not to know - Miseries of conjecture