A crazy bookcase, placed before
A low-price dealer’s open door;
Therein arrayed in broken rows
A ragged crew of rhyme and prose,
The homeless vagrants, waifs, and strays
Whose low estate this line betrays
(Set forth the lesser birds to lime)...

Poet:

One Day is there of the Series

Termed Thanksgiving Day.

Celebrated part at Table

Part in Memory.


Neither Patriarch nor Pussy

I dissect the Play

Seems it to my Hooded thinking

Reflex...

Poet:

Attraction is a curious power,

    That none can understand:

Its influence is every where—

    In water, air and land;

It keeps the earth compact and tight,

    As though strong bolts were through it;

And...

Poet: