I would not paint-a picture (Emily Dickinson Poems)
505I would not paint-a picture-I'd rather be the OneIts bright impossibilityTo dwell-delicious-on-And wonder how the fingers feelWhose rare-celestial-stir-Evokes so sweet ...
505I would not paint-a picture-I'd rather be the OneIts bright impossibilityTo dwell-delicious-on-And wonder how the fingers feelWhose rare-celestial-stir-Evokes so sweet ...
A thought went up my mind to-dayThat I have had before,But did not finish, - some way back,I could not ...
544The Martyr Poets-did not tell-But wrought their Pang in syllable-That when their mortal name be numb-Their mortal fate-encourage Some-The Martyr ...
488Myself was formed-a Carpenter-An unpretending timeMy Plane-and I, together wroughtBefore a Builder came-To measure our attainments-Had we the Art of ...
397When Diamonds are a Legend,And Diadems-a Tale-I Brooch and Earrings for Myself,Do sow, and Raise for sale-And tho' I'm scarce ...
810Her Grace is all she has-And that, so least displays-One Art to recognize, must be,Another Art, to praise.(Emily Dickinson)
When they come back -- if Blossoms do -- I always feel a doubt If Blossoms can be born again ...
When Diamonds are a Legend, And Diadems -- a Tale -- I Brooch and Earrings for Myself, Do sow, and ...
Two Lengths has every Day -- Its absolute extent And Area superior By Hope or Horror lent -- Eternity will ...
To own the Art within the Soul The Soul to entertain With Silence as a Company And Festival maintain Is ...
The Province of the Saved Should be the Art -- To save -- Through Skill obtained in Themselves -- The ...
The Martyr Poets -- did not tell -- But wrought their Pang in syllable -- That when their mortal name ...
Oh Shadow on the Grass, Art thou a Step or not? Go make thee fair my Candidate My nominated Heart ...
Of all the Sounds despatched abroad, There's not a Charge to me Like that old measure in the Boughs -- ...
Myself was formed -- a Carpenter -- An unpretending time My Plane -- and I, together wrought Before a Builder ...
My period had come for Prayer -- No other Art -- would do -- My Tactics missed a rudiment -- ...
Knows how to forget! But could It teach it? Easiest of Arts, they say When one learn how Dull Hearts ...
It would have starved a Gnat -- To live so small as I -- And yet I was a living ...
I cautious, scanned my little life -- I winnowed what would fade From what would last till Heads like mine ...
I cannot dance upon my Toes -- No Man instructed me -- But oftentimes, among my mind, A Glee possesseth ...
Her Grace is all she has -- And that, so least displays -- One Art to recognize, must be, Another ...
Artists wrestled here! Lo, a tint Cashmere! Lo, a Rose! Student of the Year! For the easel here Say Repose! ...
Art thou the thing I wanted? Begone -- my Tooth has grown -- Supply the minor Palate That has not ...
The Spider as an Artist Has never been employed -- Though his surpassing Merit Is freely certified By every Broom ...
A Thought went up my mind today -- That I have had before -- But did not finish -- some ...
I would not paint -- a picture -- I'd rather be the One Its bright impossibility To dwell -- delicious ...
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