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240 Ah, Moon—and Star! You are very far— But were no one Farther than you—
Part One: Life LII VICTORY comes late, And is held low to freezing lips Too rapt with frost
970 Color — Caste — Denomination — These — are Time's Affair — Death's diviner Classifying Does not know they are —
501 This World is not Conclusion. A Species stands beyond— Invisible, as Music— But positive, as Sound—
A Wind that rose Though not a Leaf In any Forest stirred But with itself did cold engage Beyond the Realm of Bird -
822 This Consciousness that is aware Of Neighbors and the Sun Will be the one aware of Death And that itself alone
Two butterflies went out at noon And waltzed above a stream, Then stepped straight through the… And rested on a beam; And then together bore away
715 The World—feels Dusty When We stop to Die— We want the Dew—then— Honors—taste dry—
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
The Snow that never drifts - The transient, fragrant snow That comes a single time a Year Is softly driving now - So thorough in the Tree
No rack can torture me, My soul’s at liberty Behind this mortal bone There knits a bolder one You cannot prick with saw,
438 Forget! The lady with the Amulet Forget she wore it at her Heart Because she breathed against Was Treason twixt?
The sky is low, the clouds are mea… A travelling flake of snow Across a barn or through a rut Debates if it will go. A narrow wind complains all day
A great Hope fell You heard no noise The Ruin was within Oh cunning wreck that told no tale And let no Witness in
537 Me prove it now—Whoever doubt Me stop to prove it—now— Make haste—the Scruple! Death be… For Opportunity—