Did life's penurious length

Did life's penurious length
Italicize its sweetness,
The men that daily live
Would stand so deep in joy
That it would clog the cogs
Of that revolving reason
Whose esoteric belt
Protects our sanity.

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American poet known for her unconventional use of form and syntax. Most of her work was published posthumously.

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