Over and over, like a Tune (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Over and over, like a Tune -- The Recollection plays -- Drums off the Phantom Battlements Cornets of Paradise -- ...
Over and over, like a Tune -- The Recollection plays -- Drums off the Phantom Battlements Cornets of Paradise -- ...
Pain -- expands the Time -- Ages coil within The minute Circumference Of a single Brain -- Pain contracts -- ...
Pain has but one Acquaintance And that is Death -- Each one unto the other Society enough. Pain is the ...
Paradise is of the option. Whosoever will Own in Eden notwithstanding Adam and Repeal. (Emily Dickinson)
Our share of night to bear -- Our share of morning -- Our blank in bliss to fill Our blank ...
Ourselves we do inter with sweet derision. The channel of the dust who once achieves Invalidates the balm of that ...
Ourselves were wed one summer -- dear -- Your Vision -- was in June -- And when Your little Lifetime ...
Out of sight? What of that? See the Bird -- reach it! Curve by Curve -- Sweep by Sweep -- ...
Our own possessions -- though our own -- 'Tis well to hoard anew -- Remembering the Dimensions Of Possibility. (Emily ...
Only a Shrine, but Mine -- I made the Taper shine -- Madonna dim, to whom all Feet may come, ...
Only God -- detect the Sorrow -- Only God -- The Jehovahs -- are no Babblers -- Unto God -- ...
Opinion is a flitting thing, But Truth, outlasts the Sun -- If then we cannot own them both -- Possess ...
Our little Kinsmen -- after Rain In plenty may be seen, A Pink and Pulpy multitude The tepid Ground upon. ...
Our little secrets slink away -- Beside God's shall not tell -- He kept his word a Trillion years And ...
One of the ones that Midas touched Who failed to touch us all Was that confiding Prodigal The reeling Oriole ...
One thing of it we borrow And promise to return -- The Booty and the Sorrow Its Sweetness to have ...
One Day is there of the Series Termed Thanksgiving Day. Celebrated part at Table Part in Memory. Neither Patriarch nor ...
One dignity delays for all -- One mitred Afternoon -- None can avoid this purple -- None evade this Crown! ...
One Joy of so much anguish Sweet nature has for me I shun it as I do Despair Or dear ...
One and One -- are One -- Two -- be finished using -- Well enough for Schools -- But for ...
One Anguish -- in a Crowd -- A Minor thing -- it sounds -- And yet, unto the single Doe ...
One Blessing had I than the rest So larger to my Eyes That I stopped gauging -- satisfied -- For ...
One crown that no one seeks And yet the highest head Its isolation coveted Its stigma deified While Pontius Pilate ...
One Crucifixion is recorded -- only -- How many be Is not affirmed of Mathematics -- Or History -- One ...
On my volcano grows the Grass A meditative spot -- An acre for a Bird to choose Would be the ...
On that dear Frame the Years had worn Yet precious as the House In which We first experienced Light The ...
On that specific Pillow Our projects flit away -- The Night's tremendous Morrow And whether sleep will stay Or usher ...
On the World you colored Morning painted rose -- Idle his Vermillion Aimlessly crept the Glows Over Realms of Orchards ...
On this long storm the Rainbow rose -- On this late Morn -- the Sun -- The clouds -- like ...
Oh Shadow on the Grass, Art thou a Step or not? Go make thee fair my Candidate My nominated Heart ...
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