#AmericanWriters
It struck me every day The lightning was as new As if the cloud that instant slit And let the fire through. It burned me in the night,
176 I’m the little “Heart’s Ease”! I don’t care for pouting skies! If the Butterfly delay Can I, therefore, stay away?
991 She sped as Petals of a Rose Offended by the Wind— A frail Aristocrat of Time Indemnity to find—
928 The Heart has narrow Banks It measures like the Sea In mighty—unremitting Bass And Blue Monotony
God gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me; I dare not eat it, though I starv… My poignant luxury To own it, touch it, prove the fea…
65 I can’t tell you—but you feel it— Nor can you tell me— Saints, with ravished slate and pe… Solve our April Day!
850 I sing to use the Waiting My Bonnet but to tie And shut the Door unto my House No more to do have I
446 I showed her Heights she never sa… “Would’st Climb,” I said? She said—"Not so"— “With me—” I said—With me?
My life closed twice before its cl… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me So huge, so hopeless to conceive
386 Answer July— Where is the Bee— Where is the Blush— Where is the Hay?
300 ‘Morning’—means 'Milking’—to the… Dawn’—to the Teneriffe’— Dice’—to the Maid’— Morning means just Risk’—to the L…
Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,
How slow the Wind - how slow the sea - how late their Fathers be!
The Black Berry—wears a Thorn in… But no Man heard Him cry— He offers His Berry, just the sam… To Partridge—and to Boy— He sometimes holds upon the Fence…
209 With thee, in the Desert— With thee in the thirst— With thee in the Tamarind wood— Leopard breathes—at last!