#AmericanWriters
40 When I count the seeds That are sown beneath, To bloom so, bye and bye— When I con the people
786 Severer Service of myself I—hastened to demand To fill the awful Vacuum Your life had left behind—
807 Expectation—is Contentment— Gain—Satiety— But Satiety—Conviction Of Necessity
883 The Poets light but Lamps— Themselves—go out— The Wicks they stimulate— If vital Light
There is another Loneliness That many die without - Not want of friend occasions it Or circumstances of Lot But nature, sometimes, sometimes t…
551 There is a Shame of Nobleness— Confronting Sudden Pelf— A finer Shame of Ecstasy— Convicted of Itself—
453 Love—thou art high— I cannot climb thee— But, were it Two— Who know but we—
A clock stopped—not the mantel’s Geneva’s farthest skill Can’t put the puppet bowing That just now dangled still. An awe came on the trinket!
Tell as a Marksman - were forgot… Tell - this Day endures Ruddy as that coeval Apple The Tradition bears - Fresh as Mankind that humble stor…
353 A happy lip—breaks sudden— It doesn’t state you how It contemplated—smiling— Just consummated—now—
577 If I may have it, when it’s dead, I’ll be contented—so— If just as soon as Breath is out It shall belong to me—
457 Sweet—safe—Houses—Glad—gay—House… Sealed so stately tight— Lids of Steel—on Lids of Marble— Locking Bare feet out—
Revolution is the Pod Systems rattle from When the Winds of Will are stirre… Excellent is Bloom But except its Russet Base
LXVI WHEN I hoped I feared, Since I hoped I dared; Everywhere alone As a church remain;
September’s Baccalaureate A combination is Of Crickets– Crows– and Retros… And a dissembling Breeze That hints without assuming -
