#Americans #Women
Here you are, grand old sensualist… And here are the three goddesses displaying their charms to Paris. It was all one to you &mdash g… Your world was all curves of flesh
I Love to sit in the sun And watch the foaming Lyell Leap over its granite bed. I love these days that run On a burnished golden dial
Oh gay and shining June time! Oh meadow brave and bright, Abloom with little children, All tossing in the light! They dance and circle singing—
My little one, sleep softly Among the toys and flowers. Sleep softly, O my first-born son… Through all the long dark hours. And if you waken far away
Would you not be in Tryon Now that the spring is here, When mocking-birds are praising The fresh, the blossomy year? Look—on the leafy carpet
Prairie child, Brief as dew, What winds of wonder Nourished you? Rolling plains
What am I? I am Earth the mother… With all her nebulous memories; And the young Day, and Night her… And every god that was and is. As Eve I walked in paradise,
To the California Sierra Club Come climb the mountain trails wit… Where pine-trees plume the sky, Where snowy peaks salute the sea When herald winds pass by.
I have not where to lay my head: Upon my breast no child shall lie; For me no marriage feast is spread… I walk alone under the sky.
What a boom! boom! Sounds among the honeysuckles! Saying, 'Room! room! Hold your breath and mind your knu… And a fairy birdling bright
Grand Cañon of Arizona Vishnu, the gods of eld are dead.… Are Zeus, Astarte, and that lotus… Isis of Egypt. Unto each his hour… Yet thou, silent within thy temple…
To the world-wanderer Samarkand i… The broad Pacific but a narrow st… To him old China at the Asian gat… A neighbor is, an elder brother de… Toward savage coasts he dares his…
Pearl-gray is the sky, And high within it, sailing by, Three sea-gulls fly. Pearl-white are they Against the sky’s obscurer gray—
STILL and calm, In purple robes of kings, The low-lying mountains sleep at t… The forests cover them like mantle… Day and night
Little brown surf-bather of the mo… Spirit of foam, lover of cataracts… Have you no fear of the roar and r… Nevada, the shapely dancer, feelin… How dare you dash at Yosemite the…