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To start the world of oldWe had one age of goldNot labored out of mines,And some say there are signs,The second such has come,The true Millennium,The final golden glowTo end it. And if so(and science ought to know)We may well…
A Loose Mountain (Telescopic) Did you stay up last night (the Magi did) To see the star shower known as Leonid That once a year by hand or apparatus Is so mysteriously pelted at us? It is but fiery puffs…
Careless and still The hunter lurks With gun depressed, Facing alone The alder swamps Ghastly snow-white. And rus hound works In the offing there Like one possessed, And yelps delight And sings and romps, Bnnging hm on The shadowy hare…
We saw leaves go to glory, Then almost migratory Go part way down the lane, And then to end the story Get beaten down and pasted In one wild day of rain. We heard ” ‘Tis Over” roaring. A year…
As I have known them passionate and fine The gold fe r which they leave the golden time Of lync is a golden light divine, Never the gold of darkness from a mIne. The Spirit plays us strange religious pranks…
It took that pause to make him realize The mountain he was climbing had the slant As of a book held up before his eyes (And was a text albeit done in plant.) Dwarf cornel, gold-thread, and maianthemum, He followingly…
As gay for you to take your father’s ax As take his gun – rod – to go hunting – fishing. You nick my spruce until its fiber cracks, It gives up standing straight and goes down swishing. You link…
We asked for rain. It didn’t flash and roar. It didn’t lose its temper at our demand And blow a gale. It didn’t misunderstand And give us more than our spokesman bargained for; And just because we owned to a…
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 Of wood or granite or lime A wall too hard for crime Either to…
I felt the chill of the meadow underfoot But the sun o’erhead; And snatches of verse and song of scenes like this I sung or said. I skirted the margin alders for miles and miles In a sweeping line; The…