‘Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch (Emily Dickinson Poems)
414'Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch,That nearer, every Day,Kept narrowing its boiling WheelUntil the AgonyToyed coolly with the final ...
414'Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch,That nearer, every Day,Kept narrowing its boiling WheelUntil the AgonyToyed coolly with the final ...
344'Twas the old - road - through pain -That unfrequented - one -With many a turn - and thorn -That ...
627The Tint I cannot take-is best-The Color too remoteThat I could show it in Bazaar-A Guinea at a sight-The fine-impalpable ...
617Don't put up my Thread and Needle -I'll begin to SewWhen the Birds begin to whistle -Better Stitches - so ...
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,And Mourners to and froKept treading-treading-till it seemedThat Sense was breaking through-And when they ...
To die-takes just a little while-They say it doesn't hurt-It's only fainter-by degrees-And then-it's out of sight-A darker Ribbon-for a ...
417Is it dead-Find it-Out of sound-Out of sight-"Happy"? Which is wiser-You, or the Wind?"Conscious"? Won't you ask that-Of the low ...
226Should you but fail at-Sea-In sight of me-Or doomed lie-Next Sun-to die-Or rap-at Paradise-unheardI'd harass GodUntil he let you in!(Emily ...
Why should we hurry -- why indeed? When every way we fly We are molested equally By immortality. No respite ...
To disappear enhances -- The Man that runs away Is tinctured for an instant With Immortality But yesterday a Vagrant ...
Three Weeks passed since I had seen Her -- Some Disease had vext 'Twas with Text and Village Singing I ...
This slow Day moved along -- I heard its axles go As if they could not hoist themselves They hated ...
There are two Ripenings -- one -- of sight -- Whose forces Spheric wind Until the Velvet product Drop spicy ...
The Summer that we did not prize, Her treasures were so easy Instructs us by departing now And recognition lazy ...
The most triumphant Bird I ever knew or met Embarked upon a twig today And till Dominion set I famish ...
Should you but fail at -- Sea -- In sight of me -- Or doomed lie -- Next Sun -- ...
Pain has but one Acquaintance And that is Death -- Each one unto the other Society enough. Pain is the ...
Out of sight? What of that? See the Bird -- reach it! Curve by Curve -- Sweep by Sweep -- ...
Of their peculiar light I keep one ray To clarify the Sight To seek them by -- (Emily Dickinson)
Is it dead -- Find it -- Out of sound -- Out of sight -- "Happy"? Which is wiser -- ...
I've dropped my Brain -- My Soul is numb -- The Veins that used to run Stop palsied -- 'tis ...
I'll send the feather from my Hat! Who knows -- but at the sight of that My Sovereign will relent? ...
I think just how my shape will rise -- When I shall be "forgiven" -- Till Hair -- and Eyes ...
I cross till I am weary A Mountain -- in my mind -- More Mountains -- then a Sea -- ...
I cannot dance upon my Toes -- No Man instructed me -- But oftentimes, among my mind, A Glee possesseth ...
He scanned it -- staggered -- Dropped the Loop To Past or Period -- Caught helpless at a sense as ...
Escape is such a thankful Word I often in the Night Consider it unto myself No spectacle in sight Escape ...
Don't put up my Thread and Needle -- I'll begin to Sew When the Birds begin to whistle -- Better ...
Delight is as the flight -- Or in the Ratio of it, As the Schools would say -- The Rainbow's ...
By a departing light We see acuter, quite, Than by a wick that stays. There's something in the flight That ...
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