#Americans #PulitzerPrize #XIXCentury #XXCentury #1928 #WestRunningBrook
As I went down the hill along the wall There was a gate I had leaned at for th… And had just turned from when I first s… As you came up the hill. We met. But al… We did that day was mingle great and sma…
#1916 #MountainInterval #Sonnet
The swinging mill bell changed its rate To tolling like the count of fate, And though at that the tardy ran, One failed to make the closing gate. There was a law of God or man
#1936 #AFurtherRange
A lantern light from deeper in the barn Shone on a man and woman in the door And threw their lurching shadows on a ho… Near by, all dark in every glossy window… A horse’s hoof pawed once the hollow flo…
#1914 #NorthOfBoston
She stood against the kitchen sink, and… Over the sink out through a dusty window At weeds the water from the sink made ta… She wore her cape; her hat was in her ha… Behind her was confusion in the room,
#1916 #MountainInterval
You’ll wait a long, long time for anythi… To happen in heaven beyond the floats of… And the Northern Lights that run like t… The sun and moon get crossed, but they n… Nor strike out fire from each other nor…
#1928 #WestRunningBrook
To Time it never seems that he is brave To set himself against the peaks of snow To lay them level with the running wave, Nor is he overjoyed when they lie low, But only grave, contemplative and grave.
#1942 #AWitnessTree
In a Vermont bedroom closet With a door of two broad boards And for back wall a crumbling old chimne… (And that’s what their toes are towards)… I have a pair of shoes standing,
“Willis, I didn’t want you here to—day: The lawyer’s coming for the company. I’m going to sell my soul, or, rather, f… Five hundred dollars for the pair, you k… “With you the feet have nearly been the…
We make ourselves a place apart Behind light words that tease and flout, But oh, the agitated heart Till someone find us really out. ’Tis pity if the case require
#1913 #ABoy'sWill
To drive Paul out of any lumber camp All that was needed was to say to him, ‘How is the wife, Paul?’- and he’d disa… Some said it was because be bad no wife, And hated to be twitted on the subject;
#1923 #NewHampshire
Never ask of money spent Where the spender thinks it went. Nobody was ever meant To remember or invent What he did with every cent.
O hushed October morning mild, Thy leaves have ripened to the fall; To—morrow’s wind, if it be wild, Should waste them all. The crows above the forest call;
Thine emulous fond flowers are dead, too… And the daft sun—assaulter, he That frighted thee so oft, is fled or de… Save only me (Nor is it sad to thee!)
A tree’s leaves may be ever so good, So may its bar, so may its wood; But unless you put the right thing to it… It never will show much flower or fruit. But I may be one who does not care
I wonder about the trees. Why do we wish to bear Forever the noise of these More than another noise So close to our dwelling place?