#AmericanWriters
76 Exultation is the going Of an inland soul to sea, Past the houses—past the headlands… Into deep Eternity—
918 Only a Shrine, but Mine— I made the Taper shine— Madonna dim, to whom all Feet may… Regard a Nun—
397 When Diamonds are a Legend, And Diadems—a Tale— I Brooch and Earrings for Myself… Do sow, and Raise for sale—
958 We met as Sparks’—Diverging Flin… Sent various’—scattered ways’— We parted as the Central Flint Were cloven with an Adze’—
861 Split the Lark—and you’ll find th… Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled… Scantilly dealt to the Summer Mor… Saved for your Ear when Lutes be…
496 As far from pity, as complaint— As cool to speech—as stone— As numb to Revelation As if my Trade were Bone—
If I should die, And you should live, And time should gurgle on, And morn should beam, And noon should burn,
Are Friends Delight or Pain? Could Bounty but remain Riches were good - But if they only stay Ampler to fly away
“Heaven” has different Signs’—to… Sometimes, I think that Noon Is but a symbol of the Place’— And when again, at Dawn, A mighty look runs round the Worl…
I noticed People disappeared When but a little child - Supposed they visited remote Or settled Regions wild - But did because they died
725 Where Thou art’—that’—is Home’— Cashmere’—or Calvary’—the same’— Degree’—or Shame’— I scarce esteem Location’s Name’—
773 Deprived of other Banquet, I entertained Myself— At first—a scant nutrition— An insufficient Loaf—
375 The Angle of a Landscape— That every time I wake— Between my Curtain and the Wall Upon an ample Crack—
My Garden’—like the Beach’— Denotes there be’—a Sea’— That’s Summer’— Such as These’—the Pearls She fetches’—such as Me
“Why do I love” You, Sir? Because— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer—Wherefore when He pass She cannot keep Her place.