O living always, always dying! O the burials of me past and prese… O me while I stride ahead, materi… O me, what I was for years, now d… O to disengage myself from those c…

I met a seer, Passing the hues and objects of th… The fields of art and learning, pl… To glean eidolons. Put in thy chants said he,

WHAT weeping face is that lookin… Why does it stream those sorrowful… Is it for some burial place, vast… Is it to wet the soil of graves?

Space and Time! now I see it is t… What I guess’d when I loaf’d on t… What I guess’d while I lay alone… And again as I walk’d the beach u… My ties and ballasts leave me, my…

There was a child went forth every… And the first object he look’d upo… And that object became part of him… Or for many years or stretching cy… The early lilacs became part of th…

Skirting the river road, (my foren… Skyward in air a sudden muffled so… The rushing amorous contact high i… The clinching interlocking claws,… Four beating wings, two beaks, a s…

While not the past forgetting, To-day, at least, contention sunk… For sign reciprocal our Northern,… Lay on the graves of all dead sold… (Nor for the past alone—for meanin…

I HEAR you have been asking for… sent the new race, our self-poised… Therefore I send you my poems, th… them what you wanted.

Splendor of ended day floating and… Hour prophetic, hour resuming the… Inflating my throat, you divine av… You earth and life till the last r… Open mouth of my soul uttering gla…

AMONG the men and women, the mul… I perceive one picking me out by s… Acknowledging none else—not parent… any nearer than I am; Some are baffled—But that one is…