Category Poets

I never hear that one is dead Without the chance of Life Afresh annihilating me That mightiest Belief, Too mighty for the Daily mind That tilling it’s abyss, Had Madness, had it once or, Twice The yawning Consciousness, Beliefs are…

I know of people in the Grave Who would be very glad To know the news I know tonight If they the chance had had ‘Tis this expands the least event And swells the scantest deed My right to walk…

I knew that I had gained And yet I knew not how By Diminution it was not But Discipline unto A Rigor unrelieved Except by the Content Another bear its Duplicate In other Continent.

I held it so tight that I lost it Said the Child of the Butterfly Of many a vaster Capture That is the Elegy –

I heard, as if I had no Ear Until a Vital Word Came all the way from Life to me And then I knew I heard. I saw, as if my Eye were on Another, till a Thing And now…

I have no life to live But lead it here Nor any Death but lest Abased from there – Nor Plea for Worlds to come Nor Wisdoms new Except through this extent The loving you –

I have no Life but this – To lead it here – Nor any Death – but lest Dispelled from there – Nor tie to Earths to come – Nor Action new – Except through this Extent – The Realm…

I have a suitor in the skies – a nobleman is he – and this is all he ever says – Pray “come unto me.” To such a simple wooing I do not reply – Say? – Shall I say him yes – Ladie –…

I groped for him before I knew With solemn nameless need All other bounty sudden chaff For this foreshadowed Food Which others taste and spurn and sneer – Though I within suppose That consecrated it could be The only Food…

I fit for them – I seek the Dark Till I am thorough fit. The labor is a sober one With the austerer sweet – That abstinence of mine produce A purer food for them, if I succeed, If not…