Category Poem

The Leaves like Women interchange Exclusive Confidence— Somewhat of nods and somewhat Portentous inference. The Parties in both cases Enjoining secrecy— Inviolable compact To notoriety.

The last Night that She lived It was a Common Night Except the Dying—this to Us Made Nature different We noticed smallest things— Things overlooked before By this great light upon our Minds Italicized—as ’twere. As We went out and…

The Lamp burns sure—within— Tho’ Serfs—supply the Oil— It matters not the busy Wick— At her phosphoric toil! The Slave—forgets—to fill— The Lamp—burns golden—on— Unconscious that the oil is out— As that the Slave—is gone.

The Lady feeds Her little Bird At rarer intervals— The little Bird would not dissent But meekly recognize The Gulf between the Hand and Her And crumbless and afar And fainting, on Her yellow Knee Fall softly, and adore—

The Juggler’s Hat her Country is— The Mountain Gorse—the Bee’s!

The Judge is like the Owl— I’ve heard my Father tell— And Owls do build in Oaks— So here’s an Amber Sill— That slanted in my Path— When going to the Barn— And if it serve You for a House—…

The Hollows round His eager Eyes Were Pages where to read Pathetic Histories—although Himself had not complained. Biography to All who passed Of Unobtrusive Pain Except for the italic Face Endured, unhelped—unknown.

The Himmaleh was known to stoop Unto the Daisy low— Transported with Compassion That such a Doll should grow Where Tent by Tent—Her Universe Hung out its Flags of Snow—

The Heaven vests for Each In that small Deity It craved the grace to worship Some bashful Summer’s Day— Half shrinking from the Glory It importuned to see Till these faint Tabernacles drop In full Eternity— How imminent the Venture—…

The Heart has narrow Banks It measures like the Sea In mighty—unremitting Bass And Blue Monotony Till Hurricane bisect And as itself discerns Its sufficient Area The Heart convulsive learns That Calm is but a Wall Of unattempted Gauze An…