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Country of hunchbacks!—where the strong, straight spine,Jeered at by crooked children, makes his wayThrough by-streets at the kindest hour of day,Till he deplore his stature, and inclineTo measure manhood with a gibbous line;Till out of loneliness, being flawed with clay,He…
Not that it matters, not that my heart’s cryIs potent to deflect our common doom,Or bind to truce in this ambiguous roomThe planets of the atom as they ply;But only to record that you and I,Like thieves that scratch the…
Grow not too high, grow not too far from home,Green tree, whose roots are in the granite’s face!Taller than silver spire or golden domeA tree may grow above its earthly place,And taller than a cloud, but not so tallThe root…
Life, were thy pains as are the pains of hell, So hardly to be borne, yet to be borne, And all thy boughs more grim with wasp and thorn Than armoured bough stood ever; too chill to spell With the…
Gazing upon him now, severe and dead,It seemed a curious thing that she had lainBeside him many a night in that cold bed,And that had been which would not be again.From his desirous body the great heatWas gone at last,…
The doctor asked her what she wanted doneWith him, that could not lie there many days.And she was shocked to see how life goes onEven after death, in irritating ways;And mused how if he had not died at all‘Twould have…
There was upon the sill a pencil mark,Vital with shadow when the sun stood stillAt noon, but now, because the day was dark,It was a pencil mark upon the sill.And the mute clock, maintaining ever the sameDead moment, blank and…
She had a horror he would die at night.And sometimes when the light began to fadeShe could not keep from noticing how whiteThe birches looked — and then she would be afraid,Even with a lamp, to go about the houseAnd…
From the wan dream that was her waking day,Wherein she journeyed, borne along the groundWithout her own volition in some way,Or fleeing, motionless, with feet fast bound,Or running silent through a silent houseSharply remembered from an earlier dream,Upstairs, down other…
Tenderly, in those times, as though she fedAn ailing child—with sturdy propping upOf its small, feverish body in the bed,And steadying of its hands about the cup—She gave her husband of her body’s strength,Thinking of men, what helpless things they…