#AmericanWriters
The Wind took up the Northern Th… And piled them in the south - Then gave the East unto the West And opening his mouth The four Divisions of the Earth
XIX I STARTED early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me,
An everywhere of silver, With ropes of sand To keep it from effacing The track called land.
7 The feet of people walking home With gayer sandals go— The Crocus—til she rises The Vassal of the snow—
Longing is like the Seed That wrestles in the Ground, Believing if it intercede It shall at length be found. The Hour, and the Clime -
174 At last, to be identified! At last, the lamps upon thy side The rest of Life to see! Past Midnight! Past the Morning…
LXVII If I should die, And you should live, And time should gurgle on, And morn should beam,
307 The One who could repeat the Summ… Were greater than itself—though H… Minutest of Mankind should be— And He—could reproduce the Sun—
588 I cried at Pity—not at Pain— I heard a Woman say “Poor Child”—and something in her… Convicted me—of me—
310 Give little Anguish— Lives will fret— Give Avalanches— And they’ll slant—
78 A poor—torn heart—a tattered heart… That sat it down to rest— Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day Flowed silver to the West—
573 The Test of Love—is Death— Our Lord—"so loved"—it saith— What Largest Lover—hath Another—doth—
111 The Bee is not afraid of me. I know the Butterfly. The pretty people in the Woods Receive me cordially—
952 A Man may make a Remark— In itself—a quiet thing That may furnish the Fuse unto a… In dormant nature—lain—
The cricket sang, And set the sun, And workmen finished, one by one, Their seam the day upon. The low grass loaded with the dew,