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The Alps
The Alps
mcox

Our Lives Are Swiss

Our lives are Swiss,
So still, so cool,
  Till, some odd afternoon,
The Alps neglect their curtains,
  And we look farther on.

Italy stands the other side,
  While, like a guard between,
The solemn Alps
The siren Alps,

The Barnes Foundation
The Barnes Foundation
mcox

Autumn

The leaves fall, fall as from far,

Like distant gardens withered in the heavens;

They fall with slow and lingering decent.

 

And in the nights the heavy Earth, too, falls

From out the stars into the Solitude.

 

Sunrise 11.3.2022
Sunrise 11.3.2022
mcox

Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour. 
Then leaf subsides to leaf. 
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day. 
Nothing gold can stay. 

HaHaHaHa
HaHaHaHa
mcox

Hallowe'en

Pixie, kobold, elf, and sprite
All are on their rounds to-night,—
   In the wan moon’s silver ray
   Thrives their helter-skelter play.
 
Fond of cellar, barn, or stack
True unto the almanac,
   They present to credulous eyes

Haystack Rock, Oregon
Haystack Rock, Oregon
ggwray

Majestic Haystack

Majestic Haystack, Empress of my life,
Your ample waist
Just fits the gown I fancy for my wife,
And suits my taste;
Yet there you stand, flat-footed, square and deep,
An unresponsive, elephantine heap,
Coquetting with the stars while I’m asleep,

Grand Central
Grand Central
mcox

Eagle Plain

The American eagle is not aware he is
the American eagle. He is never tempted
to look modest.

When orators advertise the American eagle’s
virtues, the American eagle is not listening.
This is his virtue.

September
September
mcox

This Morning

This morning was something. A little snow
lay on the ground. The sun floated in a clear
blue sky. The sea was blue, and blue-green,
as far as the eye could see.
Scarcely a ripple. Calm. I dressed and went
for a walk—determined not to return