When I was a boy my uncle and his big boys hunted with the rifle, the youngest boy Fred and I with a shotgun–a small single-barrelled shotgun which was properly suited to our size and strength; it was not much heavier…
I dwell in Possibility—A fairer House than Prose—More numerous of Windows—Superior—for Doors— Of Chambers as the Cedars—Impregnable of Eye—And for an Everlasting RoofThe Gambrels of the Sky— Of Visitors—the fairest—Fo…
I saw a chapel all of goldThat none did dare to enter in,And many weeping stood without,Weeping, mourning, worshipping.I saw a serpent rise betweenThe white pillars of the door,And he forc’d and forc’d and forc’d,Down…
by Langston Hughes I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother.They send me to eat in the kitchenWhen company comes,But I laugh,And eat well,And grow strong. Tomorrow,I’ll be at the tableWhen company comes.Nobody’ll…
If I should die by Emily Dickinson 54 If I should die,And you should live—And time should gurgle on—And morn should beam—And noon should burn—As it has usual done—If Birds should build as earlyAnd Bees as bustling go—…
I want you to knowone thing. You know how this is:if I lookat the crystal moon, at the red branchof the slow autumn at my window,if I touchnear the firethe impalpable ashor the wrinkled body of the log,everything carr…