#Americans #Women
Leave me alone a little! Must I be yours, When all my heart is pouring with… Out to the moon’s impersonal majes… Leave me alone! My little vow end…
Swing, swing, and swoon, Morning, evening, noon, And with night, sleep. If you must, weep– But here, here with me.
These were his songs. Now he has… All he has made, that has he also… Seeing my beauty budding, broke th… Finding his likeness here, where h… Finding the flame of his hurt spir…
Put her away some place between tw… Away from the sea and the sun. She has so much to think of–must s… On your bright bosom always, Moth… Put her away, and let some other b…
Over you, over you, over, I hang like a wave, like a lover, Like a scimitar edged with hate; Too heavy with grief to be straigh… And far,
There was a time when Mother Natu… My soul’s sun, and my soul’s shade… A cloud in the sky could take away The song in my heart for all day, And a little lark in a willow-tree
Expand, accustomed world No longer mean and small, Tight code, mean mind, crude dream… With ghost pioneers we see Horizons
Your face from my face slips, Lover of my lips. Holder of my heart, For all our close companionships, We are apart.
The stone falls, the bird flies, t… But we have no motion, we scatter… O, give me a song to sing for your… A song that will lift, like a wave… You and myself, that will fling li…
Never heard happier laughter. Where did you hear it? Somwhere in the future. Very far in the future? No, not far, but near. American
Now I am slow and placid, fond of… Like a sleek beast, or a worn one, No slim and languid girl – not gla… With the windy trip I once had, But velvet-footed, musing of my ow…
What time is it? Midnight and very dark. Are you afraid? No. Are you? I want to live until morning.
Only to tell your loveliness–this… Only to tell Pain’s odor, beauty-burning miracl… Of my surrender! Late I flew...
I will defy you down until my deat… With cold body, indrawn breath; Terrible and cruel I will move wi… Like a surly tiger. If you knew Why I am shaken, if fond you coul…
Sap stirs near me, roots stretch a… Sundering stones. And rivers waken, start in monoton… Their later tunes. Oaks bend their knotted knees