PHOSPHORESCENCE. Now there's a word to lift your hat to... to find that phosphorescence, that light within, that's the genius behind poetry.
a sick room is at times too sacred a place for a friend's knock, timid as that is.
I see thee better in the dark I do not need a light.
Tell all the Truth, but tell it slant/Success in Circuit lies.
Those who lift their hats shall see Nature as devout do God.
I started early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me