Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The Secret

Some things that fly there be, —
Birds, hours, the bumble-bee:
Of these no elegy.

Some things that stay there be, —
Grief, hills, eternity:
Nor this behooveth me.

There are, that resting, rise.
Can I expound the skies?
How still the riddle lies!

1. The Oriole's Secret
2. I Noticed People Disappeared
3. Few Get Enough, - Enough Is One
4. To Help Our Bleaker Parts
5. Along the Potomac

Priscilla Levertov The Secret ("Two girls discover")

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