The Soul selects her own Society

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Sun Nov 19 2000 at 19:52:06

The Soul selects her own Society--
Then--shuts the Door--
To her divine Majority--
Present no more--

Unmoved--she notes the Chariots--pausing--
At her low Gate--
Unmoved--an Emperor be kneeling
Upon her Mat--

I've known her--from an ample nation--
Choose One--
Then--close the Valves of her attention--
Like Stone--

Edna St. Vincent Millay	Pain has an Element of Blank	She sweeps with many-colored brooms	Emily Dickinson
February 4, 2002	Some things that fly there be	I'm nobody! Who are you?	Ursula K. Le Guin
Because I could not Stop for Death	Harlem	Much Madness is divinest Sense	Stone
The Acolyte Observation Deck	A narrow Fellow in the Grass	Hugo Awards: 1997

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