I learned—at least—what Home could be

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I learned at least what Home could be
How ignorant I had been
Of pretty ways of Covenant
How awkward at the Hymn

Round our new Fireside but for this
This pattern of the Way
Whose Memory drowns me, like the Dip
Of a Celestial Sea

What Mornings in our Garden guessed
What Bees for us to hum
With only Birds to interrupt
The Ripple of our Theme

And Task for Both
When Play be done
Your Problem of the Brain
And mine some foolisher effect
A Ruffle or a Tune

The Afternoons Together spent
And Twilight in the Lanes
Some ministry to poorer lives
Seen poorest thro' our gains

And then Return and Night and Home

And then away to You to pass
A new diviner care
Till Sunrise take us back to Scene
Transmuted Vivider

This seems a Home
And Home is not
But what that Place could be
Afflicts me as a Setting Sun
Where Dawn knows how to be

Emily Dickinson

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