#AmericanWriters
103 I have a King, who does not speak… So—wondering—thro’ the hours meek I trudge the day away— Half glad when it is night, and sl…
The Butterfly upon the Sky, That doesn’t know its Name And hasn’t any tax to pay And hasn’t any Home Is just as high as you and I,
632 The Brain—is wider than the Sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will contain With ease—and You—beside—
873 Ribbons of the Year— Multitude Brocade— Worn to Nature’s Party once Then, as flung aside
762 The Whole of it came not at once— ’Twas Murder by degrees— A Thrust—and then for Life a chan… The Bliss to cauterize—
To make a prairie it takes a clove… One clover, and a bee. And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.
‘And with what body do they come?’… Then they do come - Rejoice! What Door– What Hour– Run– ru… Illuminate the House! ‘Body!’ Then real– a Face and E…
892 Who occupies this House? A Stranger I must judge Since No one know His Circumstan… ’Tis well the name and age
432 Do People moulder equally, They bury, in the Grave? I do believe a Species As positively live
929 How far is it to Heaven? As far as Death this way— Of River or of Ridge beyond Was no discovery.
On my volcano grows the Grass A meditative spot - An acre for a Bird to choose Would be the General thought - How red the Fire rocks below -
898 How happy I was if I could forget To remember how sad I am Would be an easy adversity But the recollecting of Bloom
I’m saying every day “If I should be a Queen, tomorrow… I’d do this way — And so I deck, a little, If it be, I wake a Bourbon,
To my quick ear the leaves conferr… The bushes they were bells; I could not find a privacy From Nature’s sentinels. In cave if I presumed to hide,
Tell all the truth but tell it sla… Success in circuit lies, Too bright for our infirm delight The truth’s superb surprise; As lightning to the children eased