#AmericanWriters
Sometimes with the Heart Seldom with the Soul Scarcer once with the Might Few - love at all.
138 Pigmy seraphs—gone astray— Velvet people from Vevay— Balles from some lost summer day— Bees exclusive Coterie—
The spider holds a Silver Ball In unperceived Hands— And dancing softly to Himself His Yarn of Pearl—unwinds— He plies from Nought to Nought—
645 Bereavement in their death to feel Whom We have never seen— A Vital Kinsmanship import Our Soul and theirs—between—
402 I pay—in Satin Cash— You did not state—your price— A Petal, for a Paragraph It near as I can guess—
A still – Volcano – Life – That flickered in the night – When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight – A quiet – Earthquake Style –
424 Removed from Accident of Loss By Accident of Gain Befalling not my simple Days— Myself had just to earn—
XVII SHE rose to his requirement, drop… The playthings of her life To take the honorable work Of woman and of wife.
763 He told a homely tale And spotted it with tears— Upon his infant face was set The Cicatrice of years—
XXVIII I BRING an unaccustomed wine To lips long parching, next to min… And summon them to drink. Crackling with fever, they essay;
120 If this is “fading” Oh let me immediately “fade”! If this is “dying” Bury me, in such a shroud of red!
A Cloud withdrew from the Sky Superior Glory be But that Cloud and its Auxiliarie… Are forever lost to me Had I but further scanned
Part One: Life LIV EXPERIMENT to me Is every one I meet. If it contain a kernel?
888 When I have seen the Sun emerge From His amazing House— And leave a Day at every Door A Deed, in every place—
397 When Diamonds are a Legend, And Diadems—a Tale— I Brooch and Earrings for Myself… Do sow, and Raise for sale—
