Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
An Everywhere of Silver
With Ropes of Sand
To keep it from effacing
The Track called Land.
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Poesie di Emily Dickinson
Questo autore lo trovi anche in Frasi & Aforismi e in Proverbi.
Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
The Poets light but Lamps -
Themselves - go out -
The Wicks they stimulate -
If vital Light
Inhere as do the Suns -
Each Age a Lens
Disseminating their
Circumference.
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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
A Shade upon the mind there passes
As when on Noon
A Cloud the mighty Sun encloses
Remembering
That some there be too numb to notice
Oh God
Why give if Thou must take away
The Loved?
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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
I've none to tell me to but Thee
So when Thou failest, nobody -
It was a little tie -
It just held Two, nor those it held
Since Somewhere thy sweet Face has spilled
Beyond my Boundary -
If things were opposite - and Me
And Me it were - that ebbed from Thee
On some unanswering Shore -
Would'st Thou seek so - just say
That I the Answer may pursue
Unto the lips it eddied through -
So - overtaking Thee.
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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
The Bird must sing to earn the Crumb
What merit have the Tune
No Breakfast if it guaranty
The Rose content may bloom
To gain renown of Lady's Drawer
But if the Lady come
But once a Century, the Rose
Superfluous become.
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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
Each Second is the last
Perhaps, recalls the Man
Just measuring unconsciousness
The Sea and Spar between -
To fail within a Chance -
How terribler a thing
Than perish from the Chance's list
Before the Perishing!
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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
The Sun is gay or stark
According to our Deed -
If Merry, He is merrier -
If eager for the Dead
Or an expended Day
He helped to make too bright
His mighty pleasure suits Us not
It magnifies our Freight.
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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
Each Scar I'll keep for Him
Instead I'll say of Gem
In His long Absence worn
A Costlier One
But every Tear I bore
Were He to count them o'er
His own would fall so more
I'll missum them.
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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
It was a Grave - yet bore no Stone -
Enclosed 'twas not - of Rail -
A Consciousness - it's Acre - And
It held a Human Soul -
Entombed by whom - for what offence -
If Home or foreign - born -
Had I the Curiosity -
'Twere not appeased of Man -
Till Resurrection, I must guess -
Denied the small desire
A Rose upon it's Ridge - to sow -
Or sacrificial Flower.
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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
I stepped from Plank to Plank
A slow and cautious way
The Stars about my Head I felt
About my Feet the Sea -
I knew not but the next
Would be my final inch -
This gave me that precarious Gait
Some call Experience.
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