Poetessa, nato venerdì 10 dicembre 1830 a Amherst, Massachusetts (USA - Stati Uniti d'America), morto sabato 15 maggio 1886 a Amherst, Massachusetts (USA - Stati Uniti d'America)
Through the Dark Sod - as Education - The Lily passes sure - Feels her white foot - no trepidation - Her faith - no fear - Afterward - in the Meadow - Swinging her Beryl Bell - The Mold-life - all forgotten - now - In Extasy - and Dell -.
A Visitor in Marl - Who influences Flowers - Till they are orderly as Busts - And Elegant - as Glass - Who visits in the Night - And just before the Sun - Concludes his glistening interview - Caresses - and is gone -
But whom his fingers touched - And where his feet have run - And whatsoever Mouth be kissed - Is as it had not been -.
It's coming - the postponeless Creature - It gains the Block - and now - it gains the Door - Chooses it's latch, from all the other fastenings - Enters - with a "You know Me - Sir"? Simple Salute - and certain Recognition - Bold - were it Enemy - Brief - were it friend - Dresses each House in Crape, and Icicle - And Carries one - out of it - to God -.
There's been a Death, in the Opposite House, As lately as Today - I know it, by the numb look Such Houses have - alway - The Neighbors rustle in and out - The Doctor - drives away - A Window opens like a Pod - Abrupt - mechanically -
Somebody flings a Mattrass out - The Children hurry by - They wonder if it died - on that - I used to - when a Boy -
The Minister - goes stiffly in - As if the House were His - And He owned all the Mourners - now - And little Boys - besides -
And then the Milliner - and the Man Of the Appalling Trade - To take the measure of the House -
There'll be that Dark Parade -
Of Tassels - and of Coaches - soon - It's easy as a Sign - The Intuition of the News - In just a Country Town -.
Take your Heaven further on - This - to Heaven divine Has gone - Had You earlier blundered in Possibly, e'en You had seen An Eternity - put on - Now - to ring a Door beyond Is the utmost of Your Hand - To the Skies - apologize - Nearer to Your Courtesies Than this Sufferer polite - Dressed to meet You - See - in White!
The sweetest Heresy received That Man and Woman know - Each Other's Convert - Though the Faith accommodate but Two - The Churches are so frequent - The Ritual - so small - The Grace so unavoidable - To fail - is Infidel.
Answer July - Where is the Bee - Where is the Blush - Where is the Hay? Ah, said July - Where is the Seed - Where is the Bud - Where is the May - Answer Thee - Me -
Nay - said the May - Show me the Snow - Show me the Bells - Show me the Jay!
Quibbled the Jay - Where be the Maize - Where be the Haze - Where be the Bur? Here - said the Year.
Smiling 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.
Nessuna Ruota può torturarmi - L'Anima - in Libertà - Dietro quest'Ossatura mortale Ne è saldata Una più vigorosa - Non si può forare con la sega - Né trafiggere con la Scimitarra - Due Corpi - dunque vi sono - Legane Uno - L'Altro vola -
L'Aquila del suo Nido Non si libera più facilmente - E guadagna il Cielo Di quanto puoi Tu -
A meno che Tu stesso sia Il tuo Nemico - Prigione è la Coscienza - Così come è Libertà.
Little Bread - a crust - a crumb - A little trust - a demijohn - Can keep the soul alive - Not portly, mind! But breathing - warm - Conscious - as old Napoleon, The night before the crown! A modest lot - A fame petite - A brief Campaign of sting and sweet Is plenty! Is enough! A Sailor's business is the shore! A Soldier's - balls! Who asketh more, Must seek the neighboring life!