#AmericanWriters
201 Two swimmers wrestled on the spar— Until the morning sun— When One—turned smiling to the la… Oh God! the Other One!
To mend each tattered Faith There is a needle fair Though no appearance indicate ’Tis threaded in the Air And though it do not wear
985 The Missing All’—prevented Me From missing minor Things. If nothing larger than a World’s Departure from a Hinge’—
746 Never for Society He shall seek in vain— Who His own acquaintance Cultivate—Of Men
945 This is a Blossom of the Brain— A small—italic Seed Lodged by Design or Happening The Spirit fructified—
This is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,- The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty Her message is committed
995 This was in the White of the Year… That—was in the Green— Drifts were as difficult then to t… As Daisies now to be seen—
A little Madness in the Spring Is wholesome even for the King, But God be with the Clown - Who ponders this tremendous scene… This whole Experiment of Green -
781 To wait an Hour—is long— If Love be just beyond— To wait Eternity—is short— If Love reward the end—
I died for beauty, but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was la… In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed…
729 Alter! When the Hills do— Falter! When the Sun Question if His Glory Be the Perfect One—
444 It feels a shame to be Alive— When Men so brave—are dead— One envies the Distinguished Dust… Permitted—such a Head—
889 Crisis is a Hair Toward which the forces creep Past which forces retrograde If it come in sleep
590 Did you ever stand in a Cavern’s… Widths out of the Sun— And look—and shudder, and block yo… And deem to be alone
Presentiment is that long shadow o… Indicative that suns go down; The notice to the startled grass That darkness is about to pass.