#AmericanWriters
457 Sweet—safe—Houses—Glad—gay—House… Sealed so stately tight— Lids of Steel—on Lids of Marble— Locking Bare feet out—
27 Morns like these—we parted— Noons like these—she rose— Fluttering first—then firmer To her fair repose.
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
910 Experience is the Angled Road Preferred against the Mind By—Paradox—the Mind itself— Presuming it to lead
XXVII BECAUSE I could not stop for D… He kindly stopped for me— The Carriage held but just Oursel… And Immortality.
225 Jesus! thy Crucifix Enable thee to guess The smaller size! Jesus! thy second face
940 On that dear Frame the Years had… Yet precious as the House In which We first experienced Lig… The Witnessing, to Us—
XVII WHEN night is almost done, And sunrise grows so near That we can touch the spaces, It ’s time to smooth the hair
546 To fill a Gap Insert the Thing that caused it— Block it up With Other—and 'twill yawn the mo…
285 The Robin’s my Criterion for Tun… Because I grow—where Robins do— But, were I Cuckoo born— I’d swear by him—
23 I had a guinea golden— I lost it in the sand— And tho’ the sum was simple And pounds were in the land—
870 Finding is the first Act The second, loss, Third, Expedition for The “Golden Fleece”
573 The Test of Love—is Death— Our Lord—"so loved"—it saith— What Largest Lover—hath Another—doth—
933 Two Travellers perishing in Snow The Forests as they froze Together heard them strengthening Each other with the words
354 From Cocoon forth a Butterfly As Lady from her Door Emerged—a Summer Afternoon— Repairing Everywhere—