#AmericanWriters
MINE by the right of the white e… Mine by the royal seal! Mine by the sign in the scarlet pr… Bars cannot conceal! Mine, here in vision and in veto!
43 Could live—did live— Could die—did die— Could smile upon the whole Through faith in one he met not,
XXXVI I NEVER hear the word “escape” Without a quicker blood, A sudden expectation, A flying attitude.
195 For this—accepted Breath— Through it—compete with Death— The fellow cannot touch this Crow… By it—my title take—
5 I have a Bird in spring Which for myself doth sing— The spring decoys. And as the summer nears—
191 The Skies can’t keep their secret… They tell it to the Hills— The Hills just tell the Orchards— And they—the Daffodils!
413 I never felt at Home–Below– And in the Handsome Skies I shall not feel at Home–I know– I don’t like Paradise–
I saw the wind within her I knew it blew for me '— But she must buy my shelter I asked Humility
38 By such and such an offering To Mr. So and So, The web of live woven— So martyrs albums show!
Pain—has an Element of Blank— It cannot recollect When it begun—or if there were A time when it was not— It has no Future—but itself—
207 Tho’ I get home how late’—how lat… So I get home - 'twill compensate… Better will be the Ecstasy That they have done expecting me’—
616 I rose—because He sank— I thought it would be opposite— But when his power dropped— My Soul grew straight.
’Twas such a little—little boat That toddled down the bay! ’Twas such a gallant—gallant sea That beckoned it away! ’Twas such a greedy, greedy wave
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor… No Ear, no Door, No Apprehension of Another Oh, Happy Air! Ethereal Guest at e’en an Outcast…
A Word dropped careless on a Page May stimulate an eye When folded in perpetual seam The Wrinkled Maker lie Infection in the sentence breeds