#AmericanWriters
LXVII Presentment is that long shadow on… Indicative that suns go down; The notice to the startled grass That darkness is about to pass.
128 Bring me the sunset in a cup, Reckon the morning’s flagons up And say how many Dew, Tell me how far the morning leaps—
932 My best Acquaintances are those With Whom I spoke no Word— The Stars that stated come to Tow… Esteemed Me never rude
390 It’s coming—the postponeless Crea… It gains the Block—and now—it gai… Chooses its latch, from all the ot… Enters—with a “You know Me—Sir”?
808 So set its Sun in Thee What Day be dark to me— What Distance—far— So I the Ships may see
Luck is not chance It’s Toil Fortune’s expensive smile Is earned The Father of the Mine
653 Of Being is a Bird The likest to the Down An Easy Breeze do put afloat The General Heavens—upon—
730 Defrauded I a Butterfly— The lawful Heir—for Thee—
229 A Burdock—clawed my Gown— Not Burdock’s—blame— But mine— Who went too near
LX A SHADY friend for torrid days Is easier to find Than one of higher temperature For frigid hour of mind.
I SHOULD have been too glad, I… Too lifted for the scant degree Of life’s penurious round; My little circuit would have shame… This new circumference, have blame…
286 That after Horror — that ’twas us… That passed the mouldering Pier — Just as the Granite Crumb let go… Our Savior, by a Hair —
Safe in their Alabaster Chambers— Untouched by Morning— and untouched by noon— Sleep the meek members of the Res… Rafter of Satin and Roof of Ston…
623 It was too late for Man— But early, yet, for God— Creation—impotent to help— But Prayer—remained—Our Side—
I heard a fly buzz when I died; The stillness round my form Was like the stillness in the air Between the heaves of storm. The eyes beside had wrung them dry…
