#AmericanWriters
33 If recollecting were forgetting, Then I remember not. And if forgetting, recollecting, How near I had forgot.
693 Shells from the Coast mistaking— I cherished them for All— Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl—
239 “Heaven”—is what I cannot reach! The Apple on the Tree— Provided it do hopeless—hang— That—"He aven" is—to Me!
“Speech”'—is a prank of Parliamen… “Tears”'—is a trick of the nerve’— But the Heart with the heaviest f… Doesn’t’—always’—move’—
527 To put this World down, like a Bu… And walk steady, away, Requires Energy—possibly Agony— ’Tis the Scarlet way
131 Besides the Autumn poets sing A few prosaic days A little this side of the snow And that side of the Haze—
92 My friend must be a Bird’— Because it flies! Mortal, my friend must be, Because it dies!
818 I could not drink it, Sweet, Till You had tasted first, Though cooler than the Water was The Thoughtfullness of Thirst.
XXVI THE brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, ’T were easier for you
164 Mama never forgets her birds, Though in another tree— She looks down just as often And just as tenderly
685 Not “Revelation”—'tis—that waits, But our unfurnished eyes—
446 I showed her Heights she never sa… “Would’st Climb,” I said? She said—"Not so"— “With me—” I said—With me?
850 I sing to use the Waiting My Bonnet but to tie And shut the Door unto my House No more to do have I
1035 Bee! I’m expecting you! Was saying Yesterday To Somebody you know That you were due—
222 When Katie walks, this simple pai… When Katie runs unwearied they fo… When Katie kneels, their loving h… Ah! Katie! Smile at Fortune, wit…