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“La esperanza es esa cosa con plumas que se posa en el alma y canta sin parar.”
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“Susie, what shall I do - there is'nt room enough; not half enough, to hold what I was going to say. Wont you tell the man who makes sheets of paper, that I hav'nt the slightest respect for him!”
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“I heard a Fly buzz - when I died -
The Stillness in the Room
Was like the Stillness in the Air -
Between the Heaves of Storm -
The Eyes around - had wrung them dry -
And Breaths were gathering firm
For that last Onset - when the King
Be witnessed - in the Room -
I willed my Keepsakes - Signed away
What portion of me be
Assignable - and then it was
There interposed a Fly -
With Blue - uncertain - stumbling Buzz -
Between the light - and me -
And then the Windows failed - and then
I could not see to see -”
― The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
The Stillness in the Room
Was like the Stillness in the Air -
Between the Heaves of Storm -
The Eyes around - had wrung them dry -
And Breaths were gathering firm
For that last Onset - when the King
Be witnessed - in the Room -
I willed my Keepsakes - Signed away
What portion of me be
Assignable - and then it was
There interposed a Fly -
With Blue - uncertain - stumbling Buzz -
Between the light - and me -
And then the Windows failed - and then
I could not see to see -”
― The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
“I measure every Grief I meet
With narrow, probing, Eyes;
I wonder if It weighs like Mine,
Or has an Easier size.”
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With narrow, probing, Eyes;
I wonder if It weighs like Mine,
Or has an Easier size.”
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“Memory is a strange Bell—Jubilee, and Knell.”
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“My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun -
In Corners - till a Day
The Owner passed - identified -
And carried Me away -”
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In Corners - till a Day
The Owner passed - identified -
And carried Me away -”
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“Love can do all but raise the Dead
I doubt if even that
From such a giant were withheld
Were flesh equivalent
But love is tired and must sleep,
And hungry and must graze
And so abets the shining Fleet
Till it is out of gaze.”
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I doubt if even that
From such a giant were withheld
Were flesh equivalent
But love is tired and must sleep,
And hungry and must graze
And so abets the shining Fleet
Till it is out of gaze.”
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“Nature is what we know / Yet have not art to say / So impotent our wisdom is / To her simplicity.”
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“When Jesus tells us about his Father, we distrust him. When he shows us his Home, we turn away, but when he confides to us that he is 'acquainted with Grief', we listen, for that also is an Acquaintance of our own.”
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“The soul should always stand ajar.”
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“I work to drive the awe away, yet awe impels the work.”
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“These are the days when birds come back, a very few, a Bird or two, to take a backward look.”
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“God is indeed a jealous God —
He cannot bear to see
That we had rather not with Him
But with each other play.”
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He cannot bear to see
That we had rather not with Him
But with each other play.”
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“Look back on Time, with kindly eyes -
He doubtless did his best -
How softly sinks that trembling sun
In Human Nature's West -”
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He doubtless did his best -
How softly sinks that trembling sun
In Human Nature's West -”
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“Where Thou art - that - is Home.”
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“I sing to use the waiting,
My bonnet but to tie,
And shut the door unto my house;
No more to do have I,
Till, his best step approaching,
We journey to the day,
And tell each other how we sang
To keep the dark away.”
― The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
My bonnet but to tie,
And shut the door unto my house;
No more to do have I,
Till, his best step approaching,
We journey to the day,
And tell each other how we sang
To keep the dark away.”
― The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
“There is a pain so utter, it swallows being up;
The covers the abyss with a trance
So memory can step around, across, upon it.”
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The covers the abyss with a trance
So memory can step around, across, upon it.”
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“Good Morning—Midnight—
I'm coming Home—
Day—got tired of Me—
How could I—of Him?
Sunshine was a sweet place—
I liked to stay—
But Morn—didn't want me—now—
So—Goodnight—Day!
I can look—can't I—
When the East is Red?
The Hills—have a way—then—
That puts the Heart—abroad—
You—are not so fair—Midnight—
I chose—Day—
But—please take a little Girl—
He turned away!”
― Dickinson: Poems
I'm coming Home—
Day—got tired of Me—
How could I—of Him?
Sunshine was a sweet place—
I liked to stay—
But Morn—didn't want me—now—
So—Goodnight—Day!
I can look—can't I—
When the East is Red?
The Hills—have a way—then—
That puts the Heart—abroad—
You—are not so fair—Midnight—
I chose—Day—
But—please take a little Girl—
He turned away!”
― Dickinson: Poems
“You must let me
go first, Sue, because
I live in the Sea
always and know
the Road.
I would have drowned
twice to save
you sinking, dear,
If I could only
have covered your
Eyes so you wouldn't
have seen the Water.”
― Open Me Carefully: Emily Dickinson's Intimate Letters to Susan Huntington Dickinson
go first, Sue, because
I live in the Sea
always and know
the Road.
I would have drowned
twice to save
you sinking, dear,
If I could only
have covered your
Eyes so you wouldn't
have seen the Water.”
― Open Me Carefully: Emily Dickinson's Intimate Letters to Susan Huntington Dickinson
“Success is counted sweetest by those ne'er succeed.”
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“I NEVER lost as much but twice,
And that was in the sod;
Twice have I stood a beggar
Before the door of God!
Angels, twice descending,
Reimbursed my store.
Burglar, banker, father,
I am poor once more!”
― The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
And that was in the sod;
Twice have I stood a beggar
Before the door of God!
Angels, twice descending,
Reimbursed my store.
Burglar, banker, father,
I am poor once more!”
― The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
“Presentiment is that long shadow on the lawn
Indicative that suns go down;
The notice to the startled grass
That darkness is about to pass.”
― The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
Indicative that suns go down;
The notice to the startled grass
That darkness is about to pass.”
― The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
“The Daisy follows soft the Sun—
And when his golden walk is done—
Sits shyly at his feet—
He—waking—finds the flower there—
Wherefore—Marauder—art thou here?
Because, Sir, love is sweet!
We are the flower—Thou the Sun!
Forgive us, if as days decline—
We nearer steal to thee!
Enamored of the parting West—
The peace—the flight—the Amethyst—
Night's possibility!”
― The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
And when his golden walk is done—
Sits shyly at his feet—
He—waking—finds the flower there—
Wherefore—Marauder—art thou here?
Because, Sir, love is sweet!
We are the flower—Thou the Sun!
Forgive us, if as days decline—
We nearer steal to thee!
Enamored of the parting West—
The peace—the flight—the Amethyst—
Night's possibility!”
― The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
“Mirth is the Mail of Anguish --”
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“Is Bliss then, such Abyss,
I must not put my foot amiss
For fear I spoil my shoe?
I'd rather suit my foot
Than save my Boot --
For yet to buy another Pair
is possible,
At any store --
But Bliss, is sold just once.
The Patent lost
None buy it any more --”
― I'm Nobody! Who Are You?
I must not put my foot amiss
For fear I spoil my shoe?
I'd rather suit my foot
Than save my Boot --
For yet to buy another Pair
is possible,
At any store --
But Bliss, is sold just once.
The Patent lost
None buy it any more --”
― I'm Nobody! Who Are You?
“Narcotics cannot still the Tooth
That nibbles at the soul --”
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That nibbles at the soul --”
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“Lad of Athens, faithful be
To thyself,
And Mystery -
All the rest is Perjury”
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To thyself,
And Mystery -
All the rest is Perjury”
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“Have you got a brook in your little heart, Where bashful flowers blow, And blushing birds go down to drink, And shadows tremble so?”
― Poems by Emily Dickinson, Three Series, Complete
― Poems by Emily Dickinson, Three Series, Complete
“When I sound the fairy call, gather here in silent meeting,
Chin to knee on the orchard wall, cooled with dew and cherries eating.
Merry, merry, take a cherry, mine are sounder, mine are rounder,
Mine are sweeter for the eater, when the dews fall, and you'll be fairies all.”
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Chin to knee on the orchard wall, cooled with dew and cherries eating.
Merry, merry, take a cherry, mine are sounder, mine are rounder,
Mine are sweeter for the eater, when the dews fall, and you'll be fairies all.”
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“It's all i have to bring today
this and my heart beside
this and my heart and all the fields
and all the meadows wide
be sure to count
should i forget
someone the sum could tell
this and my heart and all the bees
which in the clovers dwell”
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this and my heart beside
this and my heart and all the fields
and all the meadows wide
be sure to count
should i forget
someone the sum could tell
this and my heart and all the bees
which in the clovers dwell”
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