As virtuous men pass mildly away， And whisper to their souls to go， Whilst some of their sad friends do say， "The breath goes now，" and some...
What thoughts I have of you tonight， Walt Whitman， for I walked down the sidestreets under the trees with a headache self-conscious looking at the ful...
On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover， A fisherman mends a glimmering net. Happy porpoises jump in the sea， By the rainspout young sparrows...
A sock is a pocket for your toes， a vase is a pocket for a rose. A pocket for a chicken is a coop， and a bowl is a pocket full of soup—— u...
There comes a time in every man's life when he thinks： I have never had a single original thought in my life including this one & therefore I ...
Because the king decrees that every Jew must buy his wedding-right in unsold porcelain from the royal chinaworks， here he stands， an amorous Jew， gazi...
Once more the storm is howling， and half hid Under this cradle-hood and coverlid My child sleeps on. There is no obstacle But Gregory's wood and o...
There were mice， and even Smaller creatures holed up in the rafters. One would raise its thumb， or frown， And suddenly the clouds would part， and the ...
Where is the dwelling place of light？ And where is the house of darkness？ Go about； walk the limits of the land. Do you know a path between them？ Job ...
A noiseless patient spider， I mark'd where on a little promontory it stood isolated， Mark'd how to explore the vacant vast surrounding， It lau...