Date: 1845
"Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, / Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before."
preview | full record— Poe, Edgar Allan (1809-1849)
Date: 1892
"Dare you see a soul at the white heat?"
preview | full record— Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)
Date: 1922
"I plucked my soul out of its secret place, / And held it to the mirror of my eye, / To see it like a star against the sky, / A twitching body quivering in space, / A spark of passion shining on my face."
preview | full record— McKay, Claude (1889-1948)
Date: 1922
"Desire destroys, consumes my mortal fears, / Transforming me into a shape of flame. / I will come out, back to your world of tears, / A stronger soul within a finer frame."
preview | full record— McKay, Claude (1889-1948)
Date: September, 1934
"This weight of knowledge dark on the brain is never / To be burnt out like fever, // But will slowly, with speech to tell the way and ease it, / Will sink into the blood, and warm, and slowly / Move in the veins, and murmur, and come at length / To the tongue's tip and the finger's tip most lowl...
preview | full record— Miles, Josephine (1911-1985)
Date: w. 1936, 1938
"The year plunges into night / and the heart plunges / lower than night // to an empty, windswept place / without sun, stars or moon / but a peculiar light as of thought // that spins a dark fire-- / whirling upon itself until, / in the cold, it kindles // to make a man aware of nothing / that he...
preview | full record— Williams, William Carlos (1883-1963)
Date: 1964
"Industrious, affable, having brain on fire, / Henry perplexed himself."
preview | full record— Berryman, John [b. John Allyn Smith, Jr.] (1914-1972)
Date: February 1, 2010
"Burn the body down / And, with it, out goes the pilot / Blue light of the mind."
preview | full record— Cruz, Cynthia
Date: April 24, 2011
"God seeks a destiny in all things fired / in the kiln of the sun or the mind."
preview | full record— Lee, Li-Young (b .1957)
Date: 2015
"And yes, mortal knells / in sleepless hours, hollow knocks of empty / boats against a dock but still the mind / is a meadow, the heart an ocean even though / it burns."
preview | full record— Young, Dean (b. 1955)