Poesie di Emily Dickinson

Poetessa, nato venerdì 10 dicembre 1830 a Amherst, Massachusetts (Stati Uniti d'America), morto sabato 15 maggio 1886 a Amherst, Massachusetts (Stati Uniti d'America)
Questo autore lo trovi anche in Frasi & Aforismi e in Proverbi.

Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
I think just how my shape will rise -
When I shall be "forgiven" -
Till Hair - and Eyes - and timid Head -
Are out of sight - in Heaven -
I think just how my lips will weigh -
With shapeless - quivering - prayer -
That you - so late - "Consider" me -
The "Sparrow" of your Care -

I mind me that of Anguish - sent -
Some drifts were moved away -
Before my simple bosom - broke -
And why not this - if they?

And so I con that thing - "forgiven" -
Until - delirious - borne -
By my long bright - and longer - trust -
I drop my Heart - unshriven!
Emily Dickinson
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    Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
    If he dissolve - then - there is nothing - more -
    Eclipse - at Midnight -
    It was dark - before -
    Sunset - at Easter -
    Blindness - on the Dawn -
    Faint Star of Bethlehem -
    Gone down!

    Would but some God - inform Him -
    Or it be too late!
    Say - that the pulse just lisps -
    The Chariots wait -

    Say - that a little life - for His -
    Is leaking - red -
    His little Spaniel - tell Him!
    Will He heed?
    Emily Dickinson
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      Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
      The Court is far away -
      No Umpire - have I -
      My Sovereign is offended -
      To gain his grace - I'd die!
      I'll seek his royal feet -
      I'll say - Remember - King -
      Thou shalt - thyself - one day - a Child -
      Implore a larger - thing -

      That Empire - is of Czars -
      As small - they say - as I -
      Grant me - that day - the royalty -
      To intercede - for Thee.
      Emily Dickinson
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        Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
        You're right - "the way is narrow" -
        And "difficult the Gate" -
        And "few there be" - Correct again -
        That "enter in - thereat" -
        'Tis Costly - So are purples!
        'Tis just the price of Breath -
        With but the "Discount" of the Grave -
        Termed by the Brokers - "Death"!

        And after that - there's Heaven -
        The Good Man's - "Dividend" -
        And Bad Men - "go to Jail" -
        I guess.
        Emily Dickinson
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