The Spring
Now that the winter's gone, the earth hath lost
Her snow-white robes, and now no more the frost
Candies the grass, or casts an icy cream . . .
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Spring
Nothing is so beautiful as Spring –
When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush . . .
Spring
When daisies pied and violets blue
And lady-smocks all silver-white
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue . . .
Spring and Fall
Márgarét, áre you gríeving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Leáves like the things of man, you . . .
Stanzas in Meditation: Stanza LXXXIII
Why am I if I am uncertain reasons may inclose.
Remain remain propose repose chose.
I call carelessly that the door is open . . .
The Star
TWINKLE, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are !
Up above the world so high, . . .
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here . . .
Sugar Dada
Go home. It's never what you think it is,
The kiss, the diamond, the slamdance pulse in the wrist.
Nothing is true, my dear, not even this
. . .
Summer at North Farm
Fires, always fires after midnight,
the sun depending in the purple birches
. . .
Surprised by Joy
Surprised by joy—impatient as the Wind
I turned to share the transport—Oh! with whom
But Thee, long buried in the silent Tomb, . . .
