January 2011
15 posts
I started Early—Took my Dog— And visited the Sea— The Mermaids in the Basement Came out to look at me— And Frigates—in the Upper Floor Extended Hempen Hands— Presuming Me to be a Mouse— Aground—upon the Sands— But no Man moved Me—till the Tide Went past my simple Shoe— And past my Apron—and my Belt And past my Bodice—too— And made as He would eat me up— As wholly as a Dew Upon a...
