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| Kenneth Hayes Miller Study of Seated Woman ca. 1912 drawing Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC |
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| Kenneth Hayes Miller Half-Length Study of Model 1919 etching Fralin Museum of Art, Charlottesville, Virginia |
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| Kenneth Hayes Miller Standing Model ca. 1920 etching Fralin Museum of Art, Charlottesville, Virginia |
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| Kenneth Hayes Miller Three Figures ca. 1920 etching Art Institute of Chicago |
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| Kenneth Hayes Miller The Shoppers 1920 oil on canvas Phillips Collection, Washington DC |
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| Kenneth Hayes Miller Play 1924 drypoint Art Institute of Chicago |
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| Margaret Wattsins Kenneth Hayes Miller ca. 1924 gelatin silver print Archives of American Art, Washington DC |
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| Kenneth Hayes Miller Woman in Sculpture Hall 1925 oil on canvas Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
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| Kenneth Hayes Miller Three Shoppers 1929 etching Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC |
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| Kenneth Hayes Miller New York Graces 1929 etching Wichita Art Museum, Kansas |
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| Kenneth Hayes Miller Leaving the Shop 1929 etching Cleveland Museum of Art, Ohio |
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| Kenneth Hayes Miller Department Store Shoppers 1930 oil on canvas Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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| Kenneth Hayes Miller Pause by a Window (Waiting for the Bus) ca. 1930 etching Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC |
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| Kenneth Hayes Miller The Shopper, or, Opening the Umbrella 1935 oil and tempera on canvas Fralin Museum of Art, Charlottesville, Virginia |
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| Kenneth Hayes Miller Two Figures 1935 oil on canvas New Britain Museum of American Art, Connecticut |
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| Kenneth Hayes Miller Box Party 1936 oil and tempera on canvas Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
They're doing a Ring cycle at the Met.
Four operas in one week, for the first time
Since 1939. I went to that one.
Then war broke out, Flagstad flew home, taste veered
To tuneful deaths and dudgeons. Next to Verdi,
Whose riddles I could whistle but not solve,
Wagner had been significance itself,
Great golden lengths of it, stitched with motifs,
A music in whose folds the mind, at twelve,
Came to its senses: Twin, Sword, Forest Bird,
Envy, Redemption through Love . . . But left unheard
These fifty years? A fire of unanswered prayers
Burned round that little pitcher with big ears
Who now wakes. Night. E-flat denotes the Rhine,
Where everything began. The world's life. Mine.
– James Merrill (1995)