I measure every Grief I meet With narrow, probing, eyes – I wonder if It weighs like Mine – Or…
can go to Bible study every Sunday and swear she’s still not convinced, but she likes to be around people…
Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour.…
I am the Earth And the Earth is me. Each blade of grass, Each honey tree, Each bit of mud,…
See, the grass is full of stars, Fallen in their brightness; Hearts they have of shining gold, Rays of shining…
From blossoms comes this brown paper bag of peaches we bought from the boy at the bend in the road…
Some day, when trees have shed their leaves And against the morning’s white The shivering birds beneath the eaves Have…
Moon marked and touched by sun my magic is unwritten but when the sea turns back it will leave my…
They shut me up in Prose – As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet – Because…
No coward soul is mine No trembler in the world’s storm-troubled sphere I see Heaven’s glories shine And Faith shines…