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.

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'Tis so appalling - it exhilarates -
So over Horror, it half Captivates -
The Soul stares after it, secure -
To know the worst, leaves no dread more -
To scan a Ghost, is faint -
But grappling, conquers it -
How easy, Torment, now -
Suspense kept sawing so -

The Truth, is Bald, and Cold -
But that will hold -
If any are not sure -
We show them - prayer -
But we, who know,
Stop hoping, now -

Looking at Death, is Dying -
Just let go the Breath -
And not the pillow at your Cheek
So Slumbereth -

Others, Can wrestle -
Your's, is done -
And so of Wo, bleak dreaded - come,
It sets the Fright at liberty -
And Terror's free -
Gay, Ghastly, Holiday!
Emily Dickinson
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    I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
    And Mourners to and fro
    Kept treading - treading - till it seemed
    That Sense was breaking through -
    And when they all were seated,
    A Service, like a Drum -
    Kept beating - beating - till I thought
    My Mind was going numb -

    And then I heard them lift a Box
    And creak across my Soul
    With those same Boots of Lead, again,
    Then Space - began to toll,

    As all the Heavens were a Bell,
    And Being, but an Ear,
    And I, and Silence, some strange Race
    Wrecked, solitary, here -

    And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
    And I dropped down, and down -
    And hit a World, at every plunge,
    And Finished knowing - then.
    Emily Dickinson
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      Annoda i Lacci alla mia Vita, Signore,
      Poi, sarò pronta ad andare!
      Solo un'occhiata ai Cavalli -
      In fretta! Potrà bastare!
      Mettimi dal lato più sicuro -
      Così non cadrò -
      Visto che dobbiamo cavalcare verso il Giudizio -
      E una parte, è in discesa -
      Ma non mi curo dei precipizi -
      E non mi curo del Mare -
      Sorretta saldamente nell'Immortale Corsa -
      Dalla mia stessa Scelta, e da Te -
      Addio alla Vita che ho vissuto -
      E al Mondo che ho conosciuto -
      E Baciate le Colline, per me, basta una volta -
      Ora - sono pronta ad andare!
      Emily Dickinson
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        Tie the Strings to my Life, My Lord,
        Then, I am ready to go!
        Just a look at the Horses -
        Rapid! That will do!
        Put me in on the firmest side -
        So I shall never fall -
        For we must ride to the Judgment -
        And it's partly, down Hill -

        But never I mind the steepest -
        And never I mind the Sea -
        Held fast in Everlasting Race -
        By my own Choice, and Thee -

        Goodbye to the Life I used to live -
        And the World I used to know -
        And kiss the Hills, for me, just once -
        Now - I am ready to go!
        Emily Dickinson
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          A Shady friend - for Torrid days -
          Is easier to find -
          Than one of higher temperature
          For Frigid - hour of Mind -
          The Vane a little to the East -
          Scares Muslin souls - away -
          If Broadcloth Hearts are firmer -
          Than those of Organdy -

          Who is to blame? The Weaver?
          Ah, the bewildering thread!
          The Tapestries of Paradise
          So notelessly - are made.
          Emily Dickinson
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