The workshop covers the below poems in a twelve-hour (12) series of one and a half hour (1.5) classes. We will explore, examine, and compare these poems.
If I can stop one heart from breaking
The thought beneath so slight a film
If I shouldn't be alive
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee
Success is counted sweetest
Water is taught by thirst
Safe in their alabaster chambers
Portraits are to daily faces
Some keep the Sabbath going to church
I taste a liquor never brewed
Heaven is what I cannot reach
Of bronze and blaze
I like a look of agony
I'm nobody! Who are you?
Wild nights! Wild nights!
What soft, cherubic creatures
The way i read a letter's this
The grass so little has to do
I heard a fly buzz when I died
One need not be a chamber to be haunted
Because i could not stop for Death
A light exists in spring
I felt a cleavage in my mind
From all the jails the boys and girls
Tell all the Truth but tell it slant
After great pain, a formal feeling comes
This was a Poet-- It is that
I dwell in Possibility
I cannot dance upon my Toes
