#AmericanWriters
339 I tend my flowers for thee— Bright Absentee! My Fuchsia’s Coral Seams Rip—while the Sower—dreams—
156 You love me—you are sure— I shall not fear mistake— I shall not cheated wake— Some grinning morn—
It dropped so low—in my Regard— I heard it hit the Ground— And go to pieces on the Stones At bottom of my Mind— Yet blamed the Fate that flung it…
260 Read—Sweet—how others—strove— Till we—are stouter— What they—renounced— Till we—are less afraid—
498 I envy Seas, whereon He rides— I envy Spokes of Wheels Of Chariots, that Him convey— I envy Crooked Hills
7 The feet of people walking home With gayer sandals go— The Crocus—til she rises The Vassal of the snow—
292 If your Nerve, deny you— Go above your Nerve— He can lean against the Grave, If he fear to swerve—
665 Dropped into the Ether Acre— Wearing the Sod Gown— Bonnet of Everlasting Laces— Brooch—frozen on—
298 Alone, I cannot be— For Hosts—do visit me— Recordless Company— Who baffle Key—
595 Like Mighty Foot Lights’—burned… At Bases of the Trees’— The far Theatricals of Day Exhibiting’—to These’—
334 All the letters I can write Are not fair as this— Syllables of Velvet— Sentences of Plush,
A little bread—a crust—a crumb— A little trust—a demijohn— Can keep the soul alive— Not portly, mind! but breathing—wa… Conscious—as old Napoleon,
860 Absence disembodies—so does Death Hiding individuals from the Earth Superposition helps, as well as lo… Tenderness decreases as we prove—
The Beggar at the Door for Fame Were easily supplied But Bread is that Diviner thing Disclosed to be denied
160 Just lost, when I was saved! Just felt the world go by! Just girt me for the onset with E… When breath blew back,
