Emily Dickinson says:

I’m expecting you!
Was saying yesterday
To somebody you know
That you were due –

The frogs got
Home last Week –
Are settled,
And at work –

mostly back –
The Clover
Warm and thick –

You’ll get
My letter by
The seventeenth;
Reply Or better,

Be with me

Yours, Fly

Kate Chopin says:


” She felt like a chess player who,
by the clever handling of his pieces,
sees the game taking the course intended.

Her eyes were bright and tender
with a smile as they glanced up into his;
and her lips looked hungry for the kiss which they invited. “

Jack Kerouac says:

akerouac” I spent my entire youth writing
slowly with revisions and
endless rehashing speculation,
and deleting–
and got so I was writing one
sentence a day and the sentence
had no FEELING.
Goddamn it,
FEELING is what I like in art,
and the hiding of feelings. “

Blanche Wagstaff says:


“If I think of you,
I quiver from head to foot.

If I think of you
tears flood my eyes.

If I pass you my heart quickens
to suffocation
and the blood seems to leave my body.

If I look into your eyes
a sudden fire burns in my veins.

If I touch you
I am as one possessed with madness;
my arms tremble and
my limbs totter beneath me.

To love you is to suffer
the pangs of an intolerable agony.”