"When I can make Of ten small words a rope to hang the world! "I had you and I have you now no more."

"And her voice is a string of colored beads, Or steps leading into the sea."

"A person who publishes a book appears willfully in public eye with his pants down."

"When you are corn and roses and at rest I shall endure, a dense and sanguine ghost To haunt the scene where I was happiest To bend above the thing I loved the most"

"Oh, friend, forget not, when you fain would note In me a beauty that was never mine, How first you knew me in a book I wrote, How first you loved me for a written line...."

"How first you knew me in a book I wrote, How first you loved me for a written line"

"But she was not made for any man, and she will never be all mine."

"Ah, I could lay me down in this long grass And close my eyes, and let the quiet wind Blow over me"

"A ghost in marble of a girl you knew Who would have loved you in a day or two."

"She learned her hands in a fairy-tale, And her mouth on a valentine."

"... but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight"

"Tea was sucha comfort."

"I saw and heard, and knew at last The How and Why of all things, past, and present, and forevermore."

"Take up the song; forget the epitaph."

"Parrots, tortoises and redwoods live a longer life than men do; Men a longer life than dogs do; Dogs a longer life than love does."

"The undercurrent of my every thought: To seek you, find you, have you for my own."

"But you were something more than young and sweet And fair, - and the long year remembers you."

"Degraded bird, I give you back your eyes forever, ascend now whither you are tossed; Forsake this wrist, forsake this rhyme; Soar, eat ether, see what has never been seen; depart, be lost, But climb."

"The sky, I thought, is not so grand; I 'most could touch it with my hand! And reaching up my hand to try, I screamed to feel it touch the sky."

"I would I were alive again to kiss the fingers of the rain."

"One things there's no getting by, I've been a wicked girl, Says I... But, if I can't be sorry I might as well be glad !"

"...but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh Upon the glass and listen for reply..."

"Catch from the board of beauty/ Such careless crumbs as fall."

"Yet here one time your spirit was wont to move; Here might I hope to find you day or night, And here I come to look for you, my love, Even now, foolishly, knowing you are dead."

"Learn to love blackness while there is yet time, blackness Unpatterned, blackness without horizons."

"But the roaring of the fire, And the warmth of fur, And the boiling of the kettle Were beautiful to her!"

"Relaxing me from head to feet Love masters me, the bitter sweet O'er thy limbs breathing; Yea, Eros now, the god born blind Sweeps my soul like the mountain wind Through the oaks seething."

"The younger generation forms a country of its own."

"Unlike most people, I kept my mouth shut about the man I was living with."

"Searching my heart for its true sorrow, This is the thing I find to be: That I am weary of words and people, Sick of the city, wanting the sea."

"A wind with a wolf's head Howled about our door, And we burned up the chairs And sat upon the floor."

"Handsome, this day: no matter who has died."

"So come on out, my dear old sweet Sister, - & we'll open our oysters together."

"Heart, have no pity on this house of bone: Shake it with dancing, break it down with joy."

"I will control myself, or go inside. I will not flaw perfection with my grief. Handsome, this day: no matter who has died."

"Hard, hard it is, this anxious autumn To lift the heavy mind from its dark forebodings;"

"I have learned to fail. And I have had my say."

"Into each dance must be packed the panic and ecstasy of her last moment of life, for underneath was death."

"Who's that knocking on my grave and will not let me sleep, a year has one"

"The breath of dying lilies haunted the twilight air."

"About the trees my arms I wound; Like one going mad I hugged the ground; I raised my quivering arms on high; I laughed and laughed into the sky."

"Into the darkness they go, the wise & the lovely"

"The sun that warmed our stooping backs and withered the weed uprooted- We shall not feel it again. We shall die in darkness, and be buried in the rain."

"And you as well must die, beloved dust, And all your beauty stand you in no stead; This flawless, vital hand, this perfect head, This body of flame and steel, before the gust."

"Along my body, waking while I sleep, Sharp to the kiss, cold to the hand as snow, The scar of this encounter like a sword"

"Not only under ground are the brains of men Eaten by maggots, Life in itself Is nothing, An empty cup,"

"The Prisoner All right, Go ahead! What's in a name? I guess I'll be locked into As much as I'm locked out of!"