Back out of all this now too much
Back in a time made simple by the
Of detail, burned, dissolved, and
Like graveyard marble sculpture in
There is a house that is no more a

More than halfway up the pass
Was a spring with a broken drinkin
And whether the farmer drank or no
His mare was sure to observe the s
By cramping the wheel on a water-b

Poetry is when an emotion has foun

‘Fred, where is north?’
‘North? North is there, my love.
The brook runs west.’
‘West—running Brook then call it.
(West—Running Brook men call it t

The battle rent a cobweb diamond—s
And cut a flower beside a ground b
Before it stained a single human b
The stricken flower bent double an
And still the bird revisited her y

A voice said, Look me in the star
And tell me truly, men of earth,
If all the soul-and-body scars
Were not too much to pay for birth

A lantern light from deeper in the
Shone on a man and woman in the do
And threw their lurching shadows o
Near by, all dark in every glossy
A horse’s hoof pawed once the holl

Her teacher’s certainty it must be
Made Maple first take notice of h
She asked her father and he told h
Maple is right.'
'But teacher told the school

A Stranger came to the door at ev
And he spoke the bridegroom fair.
He bore a green-white stick in his
And, for all burden, care.
He asked with the eyes more than t

ALWAYS the same, when on a fate
At last the gathered snow lets dow
As may be in dark woods, and with
It shall not make again all winter
Of hissing on the yet uncovered gr