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O you, dear trees, you have learne… You must have studied this only th… Men have thought of God and laugh… And of love. And of song. But you, dear trees, from your bir…
They say she was a creature of the… A lover of the angels, silence bou… She sought no friendships. She wa… Her sister Charlotte found. I know she nursed her brother till…
My friend declares Being woman and virgin she Takes small account of periodicity And she is right. Her days are calmly spent
I lie in the dark Grass beneath and you above me, Curved like the sky, Insistent that you love me. But the high stars
I used to be afraid to meet The lovers going down our street. I’d try to shrink to half my size And blink and turn away my eyes But now I’m one of them I know
I’d love to have you on a rainy da… Tucked in a chair, my head against… To sit and dream with. Sometime y… My home-sharer whom rain can’t kee…
What were the good of stars if non… But mariners, astronomers and such… The sun and moon and stars were ma… I know that much.
I found an orchid in the valley fa… And named it for us both, And left it there. Two flowers upon one stem, white-s… I couldn’t pull them up,
Across the sea Come homeward ships With freight of boys. And still must we Forgo the joys
Most people have a way of making f… That’s very queer. They don’t choose whom they like,… In some way near. The girl beside them on the factor…
Through the Museum I stroll, and see Goblets fashioned in Arcady, Spears from the Islands, and robe… Gew-gaws of pomp and of old desire…
I wish you’d seen that dirty littl… Finger at nose, Peeking and ginking at some girls… Seated on the high window-sills to… One of the girls had hair as brigh…
Our palm designed to grow In deserts, sent roots seeking far… Channels where waters flow. And in the city found Intricate pipings where the waters…
You, whom the grave cannot bind, Shall a song hold you? Still you escape from the mesh Spun to enfold you. Your woven texture of flesh
I think each year should bring Little fresh songs Like flowers in spring. That they might deck the hours For a brief while