#AmericanWriters
877 Each Scar I’ll keep for Him Instead I’ll say of Gem In His long Absence worn A Costlier one
859 A doubt if it be Us Assists the staggering Mind In an extremer Anguish Until it footing find.
540 I took my Power in my Hand— And went against the World— ’Twas not so much as David—had— But I—was twice as bold—
899 Herein a Blossom lies— A Sepulchre, between— Cross it, and overcome the Bee— Remain—'tis but a Rind.
’T IS so much joy! ’T is so much… If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I Have ventured all upon a throw; Have gained! Yes! Hesitated so
111 The Bee is not afraid of me. I know the Butterfly. The pretty people in the Woods Receive me cordially—
378 I saw no Way—The Heavens were st… I felt the Columns close— The Earth reversed her Hemisphere… I touched the Universe—
854 Banish Air from Air— Divide Light if you dare— They’ll meet While Cubes in a Drop
322 There came a Day at Summer’s full… Entirely for me— I thought that such were for the… Where Resurrections—be—
732 She rose to His Requirement—dropt The Playthings of Her Life To take the honorable Work Of Woman, and of Wife—
569 I reckon—when I count at all— First—Poets—Then the Sun— Then Summer—Then the Heaven of G… And then—the List is done—
191 The Skies can’t keep their secret… They tell it to the Hills— The Hills just tell the Orchards— And they—the Daffodils!
858 This Chasm, Sweet, upon my life I mention it to you, When Sunrise through a fissure dr… The Day must follow too.
819 All I may, if small, Do it not display Larger for the Totalness— ’Tis Economy
To die—takes just a little while— They say it doesn’t hurt— It’s only fainter—by degrees— And then—it’s out of sight— A darker Ribbon—for a Day—