If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only ways I know it.
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837 How well I knew Her not Whom not to know has been A Bounty in prospective, now Next Door to mine the Pain.
XLIX WE outgrow love like other things And put it in the drawer, Till it an antique fashion shows Like costumes grandsires wore.
10 My wheel is in the dark! I cannot see a spoke Yet know its dripping feet Go round and round.
878 The Sun is gay or stark According to our Deed. If Merry, He is merrier— If eager for the Dead
XCIX THERE is no frigate like a book To take us lands away, Nor any coursers like a page Of prancing poetry.
MY cocoon tightens, colors tease, I 'm feeling for the air; A dim capacity for wings Degrades the dress I wear. A power of butterfly must be
408 Unit, like Death, for Whom? True, like the Tomb, Who tells no secret Told to Him—
538 ’Tis true—They shut me in the Col… But then—Themselves were warm And could not know the feeling ’tw… Forget it—Lord—of Them—
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
CXII I FELT a funeral in my brain, And mourners, to and fro, Kept treading, treading, till it s… That sense was breaking through.
693 Shells from the Coast mistaking— I cherished them for All— Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl—
No brigadier throughout the year So civic as the jay. A neighbor and a warrior too, With shrill felicity Pursuing winds that censure us
XLII SURGEONS must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the culprit,—Life!
309 For largest Woman’s Hearth I kne… ’Tis little I can do— And yet the largest Woman’s Heart Could hold an Arrow—too—
XLI THE soul unto itself Is an imperial friend,— Or the most agonizing spy An enemy could send.