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Susan knows
she is a Siren—
and that at a
word from her,
Emily would
forfeit Righteousness—
Please excuse
the grossness
of this Morning—
I was for a
moment disarmed—
This is the
World that opens
and shuts, like
the Eye of the
Wax Doll—

[!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! god god god god god god god god god !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

I must wait
a few Days
before seeing
you - You are
too momentous.
But remember
it is idolatry,
not indifference.
[!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

You never made a peer for that verse, and I guess you[r] kingdom doesn’t hold one—I always go to the fire and get warm after thinking of it, but I never can again

Distance is until thyself, Beloved [!!!!!!!!!]

So busy missing you I have not tasted Spring. Should there be other Aprils we will perhaps dine

The Love a Life can show Below
Is but a filament, I know,
Of that diviner thing
That faints upon the face of Noon –
And smites the Tinder in the Sun –
And hinders Gabriel's Wing –


"With me?" I said, "With me?"
I showed her secrets
Morning's nest,
The rope that Nights were put across–


There came a Day at Summer's full,
Entirely for me—
I thought that such were for the Saints,
Where Resurrections—be—

Her heart is fit for home-
I - a Sparrow - build there
Sweet of twigs and twine
My perennial nest.

Yet take her from the lawn
And somebody has lost the face
That made Existence—Home—

Safe in their Alabaster Chambers -
Untouched by Morning -
and untouched by noon -

like some old fashioned miracle
When Summertime is done,
Seems Summer's recollection
And the affairs of June.

dare I touch the coincidence

March is the month of expectation

for none see god and live

remembering the dimensions of possibility

garnet to garnet

If a nightingale sings with her breast against a thorn, why not we

A little Madness in the Spring
Is wholesome even for the King,
But God be with the Clown –
Who ponders this tremendous scene –
This whole Experiment of Green –
As if it were his own!

My faith that Dark adores—
Which from its solemn abbeys
Such resurrection pours.

You see they come to their own and their own do not receive them. "Power and honor" are here today, and "dominion and glory"! I shall never tell!

The distant strains of triumph
Burst agonized and clear!

Heaven beguiles the tired

Heaven to us, if true

T'were easier to die—
Than tell—

A light for her, did solemn glow

"Any time I'm anxious about something I'm actually tenderly caressing the possibility of it, pushing on it with my tongue like it's a loose tooth, savoring the little jolts of misery it gives."

EVERYONE GET MORE EARNEST NOW

Oh, Susie, it is dangerous, and it is all too dear, these simple trusting spirits, and the spirits mightier, which we cannot resist! It does so rend me, Susie, the thought of it when it comes, that I tremble lest at sometime I, too, am yielded up.

I rejoice in all your Joy

I am so glad dear Susie- that our hearts are always clean, and always neat and lovely, so not to be ashamed

I don't know how I shall bear it, when the gentle spring comes; if she should come and see me and talk to me of you, Oh it would surely kill me

I presume nobody heard me, because I sang so small, but it was a kind of comfort to think I put them out, singing of you

"he would try to kill me, in a final display of his casual love for me."

"The deviant technology of the car crash provided the sanction for any perverse act."

"She sat in the damaged car like a deity occupying a shrine readied for her in the blood of a minor member of her congression."

"As if the entire car had deformed itself around her figure in a gesture of homage."

"It's vanished identity abstracted in terms of the geometry of this vehicle."

"Their unconscious incest made explicit in this colliding metal."

"This obsession with sexual possibilities of everything around me had been jerked loose from my mind by the crash."

"After being bombarded endlessly by road safety propaganda it was almost relief to find myself in an actual accident."

"I feel as though I'm about to be born. Sacred, sacred day."

"How wonderful, how sane, how beautifully difficult, and therefore true."

"It was a day, god knows, not only of rampant signs and symbols but of wildly extensive communication via the written word."

"I am asking you to live in the presence of reality, an invigorating life" !

i said his heaven would be only half alive ; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his ; and he said he could not breathe in mine !!!

You never had one shadow of substantial sorrow

I love my murderer—but yours! How can I?’

I’m tired of being enclosed here. I’m Wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there: not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart: but really with it, and init.

I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free; and laughing at, injuries, not maddening under them!