#AmericanWriters
‘T was just this time last year I… I know I heard the corn, When I was carried by the farms,— It had the tassels on. I thought how yellow it would look
936 This Dust, and its Feature— Accredited—Today—Will in a s… Cease to identify— This Mind, and its measure—
The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him Is aristocracy.
405 It might be lonelier Without the Loneliness— I’m so accustomed to my Fate— Perhaps the Other—Peace—
A light exists in spring Not present on the year At any other period. When March is scarcely here A color stands abroad
LXVI WHEN I hoped I feared, Since I hoped I dared; Everywhere alone As a church remain;
928 The Heart has narrow Banks It measures like the Sea In mighty—unremitting Bass And Blue Monotony
Part One: Life LII VICTORY comes late, And is held low to freezing lips Too rapt with frost
‘And with what body do they come?’… Then they do come - Rejoice! What Door– What Hour– Run– ru… Illuminate the House! ‘Body!’ Then real– a Face and E…
I heard a fly buzz when I died; The stillness round my form Was like the stillness in the air Between the heaves of storm. The eyes beside had wrung them dry…
800 Two—were immortal twice— The privilege of few— Eternity—obtained—in Time— Reversed Divinity’—
763 He told a homely tale And spotted it with tears— Upon his infant face was set The Cicatrice of years—
34 Garland for Queens, may be— Laurels—for rare degree Of soul or sword. Ah—but remembering me—
XLII SURGEONS must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the culprit,—Life!
This is the land the sunset washes… These are the banks of the Yellow… Where it rose, or whither it rushe… These are the western mystery! Night after night her purple traff…