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Broadway

How like the stars are these white, nameless faces— These far innumerable burning coals! This pale procession out of stellar spaces, This Milky Way of souls! Each in its own bright nebulæ enfurled, Each face, dear God, a world!I fling my gaze out through the silent night: In those far stars,...

By Hermann Hagedorn
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13 November

Beyond the Stars

Three days I heard them grieve when I lay dead, (It was so strange to me that they should weep!) Tall candles burned about me in the dark, And a great crucifix was on my breast, And a great silence filled the lonesome room.I heard one whisper, “Lo! the...

By Charles Hanson Towne
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12 November

Barberries

You say I touch the barberries As a lover his mistress? What a curious fancy! One must be delicate, you know— They have bitter thorns. You say my hand is hurt? Oh no, it was my breast, It was crushed and pressed. I mean—why yes, of course, of course— There is a bright drop—isn’t...

By Mary Aldis
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10 November

At the Aquarium

Serene the silver fishes glide, Stern-lipped, and pale, and wonder-eyed! As through the aged deeps of ocean, They glide with wan and wavy motion! They have no pathway where they go, They flow like water to and fro. They watch with never winking eyes, They watch with staring, cold surprise, The level people...

By Max Eastman
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06 November

At Harvest

Earth travails, Like a woman come to her time. The swaying corn-haulms In the heavy places of the field Cry to be gathered. Apples redden, and drop from their rods. Out of their sheath of prickly leaves The marrows creep, fat and white. The...

By Joseph Campbell
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05 November

Anne Rutledge

Out of me unworthy and unknown The vibrations of deathless music; “With malice toward none, with charity for all.” Out of me the forgiveness of millions toward millions, And the beneficent face of a nation Shining with justice and truth. I am Anne Rutledge who sleep beneath these weeds, Beloved in life...

By Edgar Lee Masters
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03 November

Ashes of Life

Love has gone and left me, and the days are all alike. Eat I must, and sleep I will—and would that night were here! But ah, to lie awake and hear the slow hours strike! Would that it were day again, with twilight near!Love has gone and left...

By Edna St. Vincent Millay
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02 November

Arlo Will

Did you ever see an alligator Come up to the air from the mud, Staring blindly under the full glare of noon? Have you seen the stabled horses at night Tremble and start back at the sight of a lantern? Have you ever walked in darkness When an unknown door was...

By Edgar Lee Masters
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01 November

Apparitions

I A thin gray shadow on the edge of thought Hiding its wounds: These are the wounds of sorrow— It was my hand that made them; And this gray shadow that resembles you Is my own heart, weeping … You sleep quietly beneath the shade Of willows in the south.II When the cold dawn...

By Alice Corbin
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31 October