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Famous Poems

What is sometimes called a tongue of flame or an arm extended burning is only the long red and oran…
August of another summer, and once again I am drinking the sun and the lilies again are spread acro…
When I see birches bend to left and right  Across the lines of straighter darker trees, …
Alone in the woods I felt The bitter hostility of the sky and the trees Nature has taught her creat…
'Nature' is what we see— The Hill—the Afternoon— Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee— Nay—Nature is Hea…