#Americans #PulitzerPrize #XIXCentury #XXCentury #1942 #AWitnessTree
Such a fine pullet ought to go All coiffured to a winter show, And be exhibited, and win. The answer is this one has been— And come with all her honors home.
#1936 #AFurtherRange
Never have I been glad or sad That there was such a thing as bad. There had to be, I understood, For there to have been any good. It was by having been contrasted
I came an errand one cloud-blowing eveni… To a slab-built, black-paper-covered hou… Of one room and one window and one door, The only dwelling in a waste cut over A hundred square miles round it in the m…
#1923 #NewHampshire
He is that fallen lance that lies as hur… That lies unlifted now, come dew, come r… But still lies pointed as it ploughed th… If we who sight along it round the world… See nothing worthy to have been its mark…
The line-storm clouds fly tattered and s… The road is forlorn all day, Where a myriad snowy quartz stones lift, And the hoof-prints vanish away. The roadside flowers, too wet for the be…
A saturated meadow, Sun—shaped and jewel—small, A circle scarcely wider Than the trees around were tall; Where winds were quite excluded,
#1913 #ABoy'sWill
These pools that, though in forests, sti… The total sky almost without defect, And like the flowers beside them, chill… Will like the flowers beside them soon b… And yet not out by any brook or river,
#1928 #WestRunningBrook
The battle rent a cobweb diamond—strung And cut a flower beside a ground bird’s… Before it stained a single human breast. The stricken flower bent double and so h… And still the bird revisited her young.
#1916 #MountainInterval
When I was young, we dwelt in a vale By a misty fen that rang all night, And thus it was the maidens pale I knew so well, whose garments trail Across the reeds to a window light.
Something inspires the only cow of late To make no more of a wall than an open g… And think no more of wall-builders than… Her face is flecked with pomace and she… A cider syrup. Having tasted fruit,
To think to know the country and now kno… The hillside on the day the sun lets go Ten million silver lizards out of snow! As often as I’ve seen it done before I can’t pretend to tell the way it’s don…
It is blue-butterfly day here in spring, And with these sky-flakes down in flurry… There is more unmixed color on the wing Than flowers will show for days unless t… But these are flowers that fly and all b…
Why make so much of fragmentary blue In here and there a bird, or butterfly, Or flower, or wearing—stone, or open eye… When heaven presents in sheets the solid… Since earth is earth, perhaps, not heave…
The Infinite’s being so wide Is the reason the Powers provide For inner defense my hide. For next defense outside. I make myself this time
#1942 #AWitnessTree
It is getting dark and time he drew to a… But the blizzard blinds him to any house… The storm gets down his neck in an icy s… That sucks his breath like a wicked cat… The snow blows on him and off him, exert…
