tim mcgee

Chats with Emily, #450: Dreams -- are well -- but Waking's better--

Chats with Emily, #449: I died for Beauty -- but was scarce

Chats with Emily, #448: This was a Poet-

Chats with Emily, #447: Could -- I do more -- for Thee--

Chats with Emily, #446: I showed her Heights she never saw--

Chats with Emily, #445: 'Twas just this time, last year, I died.

Chats with Emily, #444: It feels a shame to be Alive--

Chats with Emily, #443: I tie my Hat-- I crease my Shawl--

Chats with Emily, #442: God made a little Gentian--

Chats with Emily, #441: This is my letter to the World

Chats with Emily, #440: 'Tis Customary as we part

Chats with Emily, #439: Undue Significance a starving man attaches

Chats with Emily, #438: Forget! The lady with the Amulet

Chats with Emily, #437: Prayer is the little implement

Chats with Emily, #436: The Wind -- tapped like a tired Man

Chats with Emily, #435 Much Madness is divinest Sense

Chats with Emily, #434: To love thee Year by Year--

Chats with Emily, #433: Knows how to forget!

Chats with Emily, #432: Do People moulder equally

Chats with Emily, #431: Me -- Come! My dazzled face

Chats with Emily, #430: It would never be Common -- more -- I said--

Chats with Emily, #429: The Moon is distant from the Sea--

Chats with Emily, #428: Taking up the fair Ideal,

Chats with Emily, #427: I'll clutch -- and clutch--

Chats with Emily, #426: It don’t sound so terrible --- quite-- as it did--

Chats with Emily, #425: Good Morning – Midnight--

Chats with Emily, #424 Removed from Accident of Loss

Chats with Emily, #423: The Months have ends -- the Years -- a knot--

Chats with Emily, #422: More Life -- went out -- when He went

Chats with Emily, #421: A Charm invests a face