• On the World you colored

    Morning painted rose —

    Idle his Vermillion

    Aimless crept the Glows

    Over Realms of Orchards

    I the Day before

    Conquered with the Robin —

    Misery - how fair

    Till your wrinkled Finger

    Shoved the sun away

    Midnight's awful Pattern
    ...

  • She sweeps with many-colored Brooms —

    And leaves the Shreds behind —

    Oh Housewife in the Evening West —

    Come back, and dust the Pond!


    You dropped a Purple Ravelling in —

    You dropped an Amber thread —

    And how you've littered all the East

    With duds of Emerald!


    And still...