#AmericanWriters
69 Low at my problem bending, Another problem comes— Larger than mine—Serener— Involving statelier sums.
205 I should not dare to leave my frie… Because—because if he should die While I was gone—and I—too late— Should reach the Heart that wante…
917 Love—is anterior to Life— Posterior—to Death— Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth—
665 Dropped into the Ether Acre— Wearing the Sod Gown— Bonnet of Everlasting Laces— Brooch—frozen on—
358 If any sink, assure that this, now… Failed like Themselves—and consci… Grew by the Fact, and not the Und… How Weakness passed—or Force—aros…
199 I’m “wife”'—I’ve finished that’— That other state’— I’m Czar’—I’m “Woman” now’— It’s safer so’—
332 There are two Ripenings—one—of si… Whose forces Spheric wind Until the Velvet product Drop spicy to the ground—
646 I think to Live—may be a Bliss To those who dare to try— Beyond my limit to conceive— My lip—to testify—
825 An Hour is a Sea Between a few, and me— With them would Harbor be—
755 No Bobolink—reverse His Singing When the only Tree Ever He minded occupying By the Farmer be—
922 Those who have been in the Grave… Those who begin Today— Equally perish from our Practise— Death is the other way—
776 The Color of a Queen, is this— The Color of a Sun At setting—this and Amber— Beryl—and this, at Noon—
964 “Unto Me?” I do not know you— Where may be your House? “I am Jesus—Late of Judea— Now—of Paradise”—
578 The Body grows without— The more convenient way— That if the Spirit—like to hide Its Temple stands, alway,
364 The Morning after Woe— ’Tis frequently the Way— Surpasses all that rose before— For utter Jubilee—
