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She's happy - with a new Content -
That feels to her - like Sacrament -
She's busy - with an altered Care -
As just apprenticed to the Air -
She's tearful - if she weep at all -
For blissful Causes - Most of all
That Heaven permit so meek as her -
To such a Fate - to minister -
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Mine by the Right
02:16
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Mine - by the Right of the White Election!
Mine - by the Royal Seal!
Mine - by the sign in the Scarlet prison -
Bars - cannot conceal!
Mine - here - in Vision - and in Veto!
Mine - by the Grave's Repeal -
Titled - Confirmed -
Delirious Charter!
Mine - long as Ages steal!
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3. |
Sweet Mountains
02:20
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Sweet Mountains - Ye tell Me no lie -
Never deny Me - Never fly -
Those same unvarying Eyes
Turn on Me - When I fail - or feign,
Or take the Royal names in vain -
Their far - show - Violet Gaze -
My Strong Madonnas - Cherish still -
The Wayward Nun - beneath the Hill -
Whose service - is to You -
Her latest Worship - When the Day
Fades from the Firmament away -
To lift Her Brows on You -
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I Dwell in Possibility
01:47
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I dwell in Possibility -
A fairer House that Prose -
More numerous of Windows -
Superior - for Doors -
Of Chambers as the Cedars -
Impregnable of eye -
And for an everlasting Roof
The Gambrels of the Sky -
Of Visitors - the fairest -
For Occupation - This -
The spreading wide my narrow Hands
To gather Paradise -
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5. |
Wild Nights
03:37
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Wild night - Wild nights!
Were I with thee
Wild night should be
Our luxury!
Futile - the winds -
To a Heart in port -
Done with the Compass -
Done with the Chart!
Rowing in Eden -
Ah - the Sea!
Might I but moor - tonight -
In thee!
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I Had Not Minded Walls
02:03
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I had not minded - Walls -
Were Universe - one Rock -
And far I heard his silver Call
The other side the Block -
I'd tunnel - till my Groove
Pushed sudden thro' to his -
The my face take her Recompense -
The looking in his Eyes -
But 'tis a single Hair -
A filament - a law -
A Cobweb - wove in Adamant -
A Battlement - of Straw -
A limit like a Vail
Unto the Lady's face -
But every Mesh - a Citadel -
And Dragons - in the Crease -
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7. |
The Zeroes
02:16
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The Zeroes taught Us - Phosphorus -
We learned to like the Fire
By playing Glaciers - when a Boy -
And Tinder - guessed - by power
Of Opposite - to balance Odd -
if White a Red - must be
Paralysis - our Primer dumb
Unto Vitality -
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8. |
After Great Pain
02:26
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After great pain, a formal feeling comes -
The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs -
The stiff Heart questions 'was it He, that bore,'
And 'Yesterday, or Centuries before'?
The Feet, mechanical, go round -
A Wooden way
Of Ground, or Air, or Ought -
Regardless grown,
A Quartz contentment, like a stone -
This is the Hour of Lead -
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow -
First - Chill - then Stupor - then the letting go -
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It would never be Common - more - I said -
Difference - had begun -
Many a bitterness - had been -
But that old sort - was done -
Or - if it sometime - showed - as 'twill -
Opon the Downiest - morn -
Such bliss - had I - for all the years -
'Twould give an easier - pain -
I'd so much joy - I told it - Red -
Opon my simple Cheek -
I felt it publish - in my eye -
'Twas needless - any speak
I walked - as wings - my body bore -
The feet - I former used -
Unnescessary - now to me -
As boots - would be - to Birds -
I put my pleasure all abroad -
I dealt a word of Gold
To every Creature - that I met -
And Dowered - all the World -
When - suddenly - my Riches shrank -
A Goblin - drank my Dew -
My Palaces - dropped tenantless -
Myself - was beggared - too -
I clutched at sounds -
I groped at shapes -
I touched the tops of Films
I felt the Wilderness roll back
Along my Golden lines -
The Sackcloth - hangs opon the nail -
The Frock I used to wear -
But where my moment of Brocade -
My - drop - of India?
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10. |
Behind Me Dips Eternity
03:07
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Behind Me - dips Eternity -
Before Me - Immortality -
Myself - the Term between -
Death but the Drift of Eastern Gray,
Dissolving into Dawn away,
Before the West begin -
'Tis Kingdoms - afterward - the y say -
In perfect - pauseless Monarchy -
Whose Prince - is Son of none -
Himself - His Dateless Dynasty -
Himself - Himself diversify -
In Duplicate divine -
'Tis Miracle before Me - then -
'Tis Miracle behind - between -
A Crescent in the Sea -
With Midnight to the North of Her -
And Midnight to the South of Her -
And Maelstrom - in the Sky -
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My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun -
In Corners - till a Day
The Owner passed - identified -
And carried Me away -
And now We roam in Sovreign Woods -
And now We hunt the Doe -
And every time I speak for Him
The Mountains straight reply -
And do I smile, such cordial light
Opon the Vallley glow -
It is as a Vesuvian face
Had let it's pleasure through -
And when at Night - Our good day done -
I guard My Master's Head -
'Tis better than the Eider Duck's
Deep Pillow - to have shared -
To foe of His - I'm deadly foe -
None stir the second time -
On whom I lay a Yellow Eye -
Or an emphatic Thumb -
Though I than He - may longer live
He longer must - than I -
For I have but the power to kill,
Without - the power to die -
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12. |
A Still Volcano Life
02:16
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A still - Volcano - Life -
That flickered in the night -
When it was dark enough to do
Without erasing sight -
A quiet - Earthquake style -
Too subtle to suspect
By natures this side Naples -
The North cannot detect
The solemn - Torrid - Symbol -
The lips that never lie -
Whose hissing Corals part - and shut -
And Cities - ooze away -
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Some - Work for Immortality -
The Chiefer part, for Time -
He - Compensates - immediately -
The former - Checks - on Fame -
Slow Gold - but Everlasting -
The Bullion of Today -
Contrasted with the Currency
Of Immortality
A Beggar - Here and There -
Is gifted to discern
Beyond the Broker's insight -
One's - Money - One's - the Mine -
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Because I could not stop for Death -
He kindly stopped for me -
The Carriage held but just Ourselves -
And Immortality,
We slowly drove - He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility -
We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess - in the Ring -
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain -
We passed the Setting sun -
Or rather - He passed Us -
The Dews drew quivering and Chill
For only Gossamer, my Gown -
My Tippet - only Tulle -
We paused before a House that seemed
A swelling in the Ground -
The Roof was scarcely visible -
The Cornice - in the Ground -
Since then - 'tis Centuries - an yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were towards Eternity -
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Emily Melander New York, New York
I sing in the spaces between getting to places curious how one note becomes the next, if it slides, grips, reaches upper registers or depths... I too, am carried with it. Music, for me, is as close as I can get to where we go and come from: the mystery, the instant, the seen, the unseen, the living, and the dead. ... more
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