'You know Orion always comes up s
Throwing a leg up over our fence o
And rising on his hands, he looks
Busy outdoors by lantern-light wit
I should have done by daylight, an

A plow, they say, to plow the snow
They cannot mean to plant it, no—
Unless in bitterness to mock
At having cultivated rock.

I’ve known ere now an interfering
Of alder catch my lifted axe behin
But that was in the woods, to hold
From striking at another alder’s r
And that was, as I say, an alder

A dented spider like a snow drop w
On a white Heal-all, holding up a
Like a white piece of lifeless sat
Saw ever curious eye so strange a
Portent in little, assorted death

They sent him back to her. The le
Saying... And she could have him.
She could be sure there was no hid
Under the formal writing, he was i
Living. They gave him back to her

The shattered water made a misty d
Great waves looked over others com
And thought of doing something to
That water never did to land befor
The clouds were low and hairy in t

YOU were forever finding some new
So when I saw you down on hands a
In the meadow, busy with the new-c
Trying, I thought, to set it up o
I went to show you how to make it

Dust always blowing about the town
Except when sea—fog laid it down,
And I was one of the children tol
Some of the blowing dust was gold.
All the dust the wind blew high

It went many years,
But at last came a knock,
And I thought of the door
With no lock to lock.
I blew out the light,

The great Overdog
That heavenly beast
With a star in one eye
Gives a leap in the east.
He dances upright