the prowling Bee

Drab Habitation of Whom? Tabernacle or Tomb — Or Dome of Worm — Or Porch of Gnome — Or some Elf's Catacomb?      -F916,  J893,  Sheet 11...

What shall I do when the Summer troubles— What, when the Rose is ripe— What when the Eggs fly off in Music From the Maple Keep? What shall I...

A Door just opened on a street  — I — lost — was passing by  — An instant’s Width of Warmth disclosed - And Wealth — and Company. The Door a...

A Man may make a Remark — In itself — a quiet thing That may furnish the Fuse unto a Spark In dormant nature — lain — Let us deport — with s...

To my quick ear the Leaves—conferred— The Bushes—they were Bells— I could not find a Privacy From Nature's sentinels— In Cave if I presu...

As Frost is best conceived By force of its Result — Affliction is inferred By subsequent effect — If when the sun reveal, The Garden keep th...

Finding is the first Act The second, loss, Third, Expedition for The "Golden Fleece" Fourth, no Discovery — Fifth, no Crew — Final...

Because the Bee may blameless hum For Thee a Bee do I become List even unto Me. Because the Flowers unafraid May lift a look on thine, a Mai...