Category Emily Dickinson

He preached upon “Breadth” ——–till it argued him narrow – The Broad are too broad to define And of “Truth” ——–until it proclaimed him a Liar – The Truth never flaunted a Sign – Simplicity fled from his counterfeit presence…

He lived the Life of Ambush And went the way of Dusk And now against his subtle name There stands an Asterisk As confident of him as we – Impregnable we are – The whole of Immortality Intrenched within a…

He is alive, this morning – He is alive – and awake – Birds are resuming for Him – Blossoms – dress for His sake – Bees – to their Loaves of Honey Add an Amber Crumb Him – to…

Had we our senses But perhaps ’tis well they’re not at Home So intimate with Madness He’s liable with them Had we the eyes within our Head – How well that we are Blind – We could not look upon…

Had we known the Ton she bore We had helped the terror But she straighter walked for Freight So be her’s the error – 3- “Smiled too brave for our detecting” 4- Till discovered here –“

Had this one Day not been, Or could it cease to be How smitten, how superfluous, Were every other Day! Lest Love should value less What Loss would value more Had it the stricken privilege, It cherishes before.

Had I not seen the Sun I could have borne the shade But Light a newer Wilderness My Wilderness has made –

Had I known that the first was the last I should have kept it longer. Had I known that the last was the first I should have mixed it stronger. Cup, it was your fault, Lip was not the liar.…

Guest am I to have Light my northern room Why to cordiality so averse to come Other friends adjourn Other bonds decay Why avoid so narrowly My fidelity –

Great Streets of Silence led away To Neighborhoods of Pause – Here was no Notice – no Dissent – No Universe – no Laws – By Clocks – ‘Twas Morning And for Night The Bells at distance called – But…