#AmericanWriters
166 I met a King this afternoon! He had not on a Crown indeed, A little Palmleaf Hat was all, And he was barefoot, I’m afraid!
276 Many a phrase has the English lan… I have heard but one— Low as the laughter of the Cricke… Loud, as the Thunder’s Tongue—
844 Spring is the Period Express from God. Among the other seasons Himself abide,
Part One: Life LIV EXPERIMENT to me Is every one I meet. If it contain a kernel?
121 As Watchers hang upon the East, As Beggars revel at a feast By savory Fancy spread— As brooks in deserts babble sweet
XXVIII I BRING an unaccustomed wine To lips long parching, next to min… And summon them to drink. Crackling with fever, they essay;
506 He touched me, so I live to know That such a day, permitted so, I groped upon his breast— It was a boundless place to me
They shut me up in Prose— As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet— Because they liked me “still”— Still! Could themself have peeped…
539 The Province of the Saved Should be the Art—To save— Through Skill obtained in Themsel… The Science of the Grave
130 These are the days when Birds com… A very few—a Bird or two— To take a backward look. These are the days when skies resu…
The Butterfly’s Assumption Gown In Chrysoprase Apartments hung This afternoon put on— How condescending to descend And be of Buttercups the friend
As from the earth the light Ballo… Asks nothing but release - Ascension that for which it was, Its soaring Residence. The spirit looks upon the Dust
Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is done; When that which is and that which…
853 When One has given up One’s life The parting with the rest Feels easy, as when Day lets go Entirely the West
975 The Mountain sat upon the Plain In his tremendous Chair— His observation omnifold, His inquest, everywhere—