Tag Archives: misery

Why make it doubt — it hurts it so —

Why make it doubt it hurts it so
Why make it doubt — it hurts it so —
So sick — to guess —
So strong — to know —
So brave — upon its little Bed
To tell the very last They said
Unto Itself — and smile — And shake —
For that dear — distant — dangerous — Sake —
But — the Instead — the Pinching fear
That Something — it did do — or dare —
Offend the Vision — and it flee —
And They no more remember me —
Nor ever turn to tell me why —
Oh, Master, This is Misery —

Like eyes that looked on Wastes —

Like eyes that looked on WastesLike eyes that looked on Wastes —
Incredulous of Ought
But Blank — and steady Wilderness —
Diversified by Night —

Just Infinites of Nought —
As far as it could see —
So looked the face I looked upon —
So looked itself — on Me —

I offered it no Help —
Because the Cause was Mine —
The Misery a Compact
As hopeless — as divine —

Neither — would be absolved —
Neither would be a Queen
Without the Other — Therefore —
We perish — tho’ We reign —

The Months have ends — the Years — a knot —

The Months have ends -- the Years -- a knot --The Months have ends — the Years — a knot —
No Power can untie
To stretch a little further
A Skein of Misery —

The Earth lays back these tired lives
In her mysterious Drawers —
Too tenderly, that any doubt
An ultimate Repose —

The manner of the Children —
Who weary of the Day —
Themself — the noisy Plaything
They cannot put away —

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Smiling back from Coronation

Smiling back from CoronationSmiling back from Coronation
May be Luxury —
On the Heads that started with us —
Being’s Peasantry —

Recognizing in Procession
Ones We former knew —
When Ourselves were also dusty —
Centuries ago —

Had the Triumph no Conviction
Of how many be —
Stimulated — by the Contrast —
Unto Misery —

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Of Course — I prayed —

Of Course -- I prayed --Of Course — I prayed —
And did God Care?
He cared as much as on the Air
A Bird — had stamped her foot —
And cried “Give Me” —
My Reason — Life —
I had not had — but for Yourself —
‘Twere better Charity
To leave me in the Atom’s Tomb —
Merry, and Nought, and gay, and numb —
Than this smart Misery.

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I know lives, I could miss

I know lives, I could missI know lives, I could miss
Without a Misery —
Others — whose instant’s wanting —
Would be Eternity —

The last — a scanty Number —
‘Twould scarcely fill a Two —
The first — a Gnat’s Horizon
Could easily outgrow —

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I got so I could take his name

I got so I could take his nameI got so I could take his name —
Without — Tremendous gain —
That Stop-sensation — on my Soul —
And Thunder — in the Room —

I got so I could walk across
That Angle in the floor,
Where he turned so, and I turned — how —
And all our Sinew tore —

I got so I could stir the Box —
In which his letters grew
Without that forcing, in my breath —
As Staples — driven through —

Could dimly recollect a Grace —
I think, they call it “God” —
Renowned to ease Extremity —
When Formula, had failed —

And shape my Hands —
Petition’s way,
Tho’ ignorant of a word
That Ordination — utters —

My Business, with the Cloud,
If any Power behind it, be,
Not subject to Despair —
It care, in some remoter way,
For so minute affair
As Misery —
Itself, too vast, for interrupting — more —