#AmericanWriters
981 As Sleigh Bells seem in summer Or Bees, at Christmas show— So fairy—so fictitious The individuals do
548 Death is potential to that Man Who dies—and to his friend— Beyond that—unconspicuous To Anyone but God—
527 To put this World down, like a Bu… And walk steady, away, Requires Energy—possibly Agony— ’Tis the Scarlet way
569 I reckon—when I count it all— First—Poets—Then the Sun— Then Summer—Then the Heaven of G… And then—the List is done—
Are Friends Delight or Pain? Could Bounty but remain Riches were good - But if they only stay Ampler to fly away
93 Went up a year this evening! I recollect it well! Amid no bells nor bravoes The bystanders will tell!
523 Sweet — You forgot — but I rememb… Every time — for Two — So that the Sum be never hindered Through Decay of You —
998 Best Things dwell out of Sight The Pearl—the Just—Our Thought. Most shun the Public Air Legitimate, and Rare—
334 All the letters I can write Are not fair as this— Syllables of Velvet— Sentences of Plush,
134 Perhaps you’d like to buy a flower… But I could never sell— If you would like to borrow, Until the Daffodil
765 You constituted Time— I deemed Eternity A Revelation of Yourself— ’Twas therefore Deity
86 South Winds jostle them— Bumblebees come— Hover—hesitate— Dri nk, and are gone—
131 Besides the Autumn poets sing A few prosaic days A little this side of the snow And that side of the Haze—
130 These are the days when Birds com… A very few—a Bird or two— To take a backward look. These are the days when skies resu…
Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is done; When that which is and that which…