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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
One Year ago - jots what?
God - spell the word! I - cant -
Was't Grace? Not that -
Was't Glory? That - will do -
Spell slower - Glory -
Such Anniversary shall be -
Sometimes - not often - in Eternity -
When farther Parted, than the Common Wo -
Look - feed upon each other's faces - so -
In doubtful meal, if it be possible
Their Banquet's real -

I tasted - careless - then -
I did not know the Wine
Came once a World - Did you?
Oh, had you told me so -
This Thirst would blister - easier - now -
You said it hurt you - most -
Mine - was an Acorn's Breast -
And could not know how fondness grew
In Shaggier Vest -
Perhaps - I could'nt -
But, had you looked in -
A Giant - eye to eye with you, had been -
No Acorn - then -

So - Twelve months ago -
We breathed -
Then dropped the Air -
Which bore it best?
Was this - the patientest -
Because it was a Child, you know -
And could not value - Air?

If to be "Elder" - mean most pain -
I'm old enough, today, I'm certain - then -
As old as thee - how soon?
One - Birthday more - or Ten?
Let me - choose!
Ah, Sir, None!
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    Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
    A Mien to move a Queen -
    Half Child - Half Heroine -
    An Orleans in the Eye
    That puts it's manner by
    For humbler Company
    When none are near
    Even a Tear -
    It's frequent Visitor -
    A Bonnet like a Duke -
    And yet a Wren's Peruke
    Were not so shy
    Of Goer by -
    And Hands - so slight -
    They would elate a Sprite
    With Merriment -

    A Voice that Alters - Low
    And on the Ear can go
    Like Let of Snow -
    Or shift supreme -
    As tone of Realm
    On Subjects Diadem -

    Too small - to fear -
    Too distant - to endear -
    And so Men Compromise -
    And just - revere.

    Un Aspetto da smuovere una Regina -
    Metà Fanciulla - Metà Eroina -
    Un Orleans negli Occhi
    Che smentisce i suoi modi
    Per la più umile Compagnia
    Quando nessuno è vicino
    Anche una Lacrima -
    È sua frequente Visitatrice -
    Un Cappellino come un Duca -
    Eppure una Parrucca di Scricciolo
    Non sarebbe così timorosa
    Di un Passante frettoloso -
    E Mani - così sottili -
    Che farebbero impazzire un Folletto
    Dalla Felicità -

    Una Voce che Modula - Bassa
    E all'Orecchio arriva
    Come Soffocata dalla Neve -
    O si eleva superba -
    Come il suono di un Reame
    Sui Sudditi della Corona -

    Troppo piccola - per averne timore -
    Troppo distante - per amarla -
    E così gli Uomini si Adattano -
    E semplicemente - la venerano.
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      Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
      It's thoughts - and just One Heart -
      And Old Sunshine - about -
      Make frugal - Ones - Content -
      And two or three - for Company -
      Upon a Holiday -
      Crowded - as Sacrament -
      Books - when the Unit -
      Spare the Tenant - long enò -
      A Picture - if it Care -
      Itself - a Gallery too rare -
      For needing more -

      Flowers - to keep the Eyes - from going awkward -
      When it snows -
      A Bird - if they - prefer -
      Though Winter fire - sing clear as Plover -
      To our - ear -

      A Landscape - not so great
      To suffocate the Eye -
      A Hill - perhaps -
      Perhaps - the profile of a Mill
      Turned by the Wind -
      Tho' such - are luxuries -

      It's thoughts - and just two Heart -
      And Heaven - about -
      At least - a Counterfeit -
      We would not have Correct -
      And Immortality - can be almost -
      Not quite - Content.
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        Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
        Going to Him! Happy letter!
        Tell Him -
        Tell Him the page I did'nt write -
        Tell Him - I only said the Syntax -
        And left the Verb and the pronoun - out -
        Tell Him just how the fingers hurried -
        Then - how they waded - slow - slow -
        And then you wished you had eyes in your pages -
        So you could see what moved them so -
        Tell Him - it was'nt a Practised Writer -
        You guessed - from the way the sentence toiled -
        You could hear the Boddice tug, behind you -
        As if it held but the might of a child -
        You almost pitied it - you - it worked so -
        Tell Him - No - you may quibble there -
        For it would split His Heart, to know it -
        And then you and I, were silenter.

        Tell Him - Night finished - before we finished -
        And the Old Clock kept neighing "Day"!
        And you - got sleepy -
        And begged to be ended -
        What could it hinder so - to say?
        Tell Him - just how she sealed you - Cautious!
        But - if He ask where you are hid
        Until tomorrow - Happy letter!
        Gesture Coquette - and shake your Head!
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