Category Poem

The Day undressed—Herself— Her Garter—was of Gold— Her Petticoat—of Purple plain— Her Dimities—as old Exactly—as the World— And yet the newest Star— Enrolled upon the Hemisphere Be wrinkled—much as Her— Too near to God—to pray— Too near to Heaven—to fear—…

The Day that I was crowned Was like the other Days— Until the Coronation came— And then—’twas Otherwise— As Carbon in the Coal And Carbon in the Gem Are One—and yet the former Were dull for Diadem— I rose, and…

The day came slow, till five o’clock, Then sprang before the hills, Like hindered rubies, or the light, A sudden musket spills. The purple could not keep the east. The sunrise shook from fold. Like breadths of topaz, packed a…

The Daisy follows soft the Sun— And when his golden walk is done— Sits shyly at his feet— He—waking—finds the flower there— Wherefore—Marauder—art thou here? Because, Sir, love is sweet! We are the Flower—Thou the Sun! Forgive us, if as…

The cricket sang, And set the sun, And workmen finished, one by one, Their seam the day upon. The low grass loaded with the dew, The twilight stood as strangers do With hat in hand, polite and new, To stay…

The Court is far away— No Umpire—have I— My Sovereign is offended— To gain his grace—I’d die! I’ll seek his royal feet— I’ll say—Remember—King— Thou shalt—thyself—one day—a Child— Implore a larger—thing— That Empire—is of Czars— As small—they say—as I— Grant…

The Color of the Grave is Green— The Outer Grave—I mean— You would not know it from the Field— Except it own a Stone— To help the fond—to find it— Too infinite asleep To stop and tell them where it…

The Color of a Queen, is this— The Color of a Sun At setting—this and Amber— Beryl—and this, at Noon— And when at night—Auroran widths Fling suddenly on men— ‘Tis this—and Witchcraft—nature keeps A Rank—for Iodine—

The Child’s faith is new— Whole—like His Principle— Wide—like the Sunrise On fresh Eyes— Never had a Doubt— Laughs—at a Scruple— Believes all sham But Paradise— Credits the World— Deems His Dominion Broadest of Sovereignties— And Caesar—mean— In the Comparison—…

The Chemical conviction That Nought be lost Enable in Disaster My fractured Trust— The Faces of the Atoms If I shall see How more the Finished Creatures Departed me!