written by Emily Dickinson70
"Arcturus" is his other name
I'd rather call him "Star."
It's very mean of Science
To go and interfere!
I slew a worm the other day
A "Savant" passing by
Murmured "Resurgam" "Centipede"!
"Oh Lord how frail are we"!
I pull a flower from the woods
A monster with a glass
Computes the stamens in a breath
And has her in a "class"!
Whereas I took the Butterfly
Aforetime in my hat
He sits erect in "Cabinets"
The Clover bells forgot.
What once was "Heaven"
Is "Zenith" now
Where I proposed to go
When Time's brief masquerade was done
Is mapped and charted too.
What if the poles should frisk about
And stand upon their heads!
I hope I'm ready for "the worst"
Whatever prank betides!
Perhaps the "Kingdom of Heaven's" changed
I hope the "Children" there Won't be "new fashioned" when I come
And laugh at me and stare
I hope the Father in the skies
Will lift his little girl
Old fashioned naught everything
Over the stile of "Pearl."
Emily Dickinson
written by Emily Dickinson, published on Thu 09.27.2007 at 23:04
594
The Battle fought between the Soul
And No Man is the One
Of all the Battles prevalent
By far the Greater One
written by Emily Dickinson, published on Wed 09.26.2007 at 04:11
480
"Why do I love" You, Sir?
Because
The Wind does not require the Grass
To answer Wherefore when He pass
written by Emily Dickinson, published on Sat 09.22.2007 at 00:29
548
Death is potential to that Man
Who dies and to his friend
Beyond that unconspicuous
To Anyone but God
written by Emily Dickinson, published on Sun 09.16.2007 at 14:34
My life closed twice before its close;
It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
A third event to me,
written by Emily Dickinson, published on Sat 09.01.2007 at 06:40
591
To interrupt His Yellow Plan
The Sun does not allow
Caprices of the Atmosphere
And even when the Snow
written by Emily Dickinson, published on Fri 08.31.2007 at 02:37
729
Alter! When the Hills do
Falter! When the Sun
Question if His Glory
Be the Perfect One
Surfeit! When the Daffodil
