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
Why - do they shut Me out of Heaven?
Did I sing - too loud?
But - I can say a little "Minor"
Timid as a Bird!
Would'nt the Angels try me -
Just - once - more -
Just - see - if I troubled them -
But dont - shut the door!

Oh, if I - were the Gentleman
In the "White Robe" -
And they - were the little Hand - that knocked -
Could - I - forbid?
Emily Dickinson
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    Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
    What would I give to see his face?
    I'd give - I'd give my life - of course -
    But that is not enough!
    Stop just a minute - let me think!
    I'd give my biggest Bobolink!
    That makes two - Him - and Life!
    You know who "June" is -
    I'd give her -
    Roses a day from Zenzibar -
    And Lily tubes - like Wells -
    Bees - by the furlong -
    Straits of Blue
    Navies of Butterflies - sailed thro' -
    And dappled Cowslip Dells -
    Then I have "shares" in Primrose "Banks" -
    Daffodil Dowries - spicy "Stocks" -
    Dominions - broad as Dew -
    Bags of Doubloons - adventurous Bees
    Brought me - from firmamental seas -
    And Purple - from Peru -

    Now - have I bought it -
    "Shylock"? Say!
    Sign me the Bond!
    "I vow to pay
    To Her - who pledges this -
    One hour - of her Sovereign's face"!
    Extatic Contract!
    Niggard Grace!
    My Kingdom's worth of Bliss!
    Emily Dickinson
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      Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
      Forever at His side to walk -
      The smaller of the two!
      Brain of His Brain -
      Blood of His Blood -
      Two lives - One Being - now -
      Forever of His fate to taste -
      If grief - the largest part -
      If joy - to put my piece away
      For that beloved Heart -

      All life - to know each other -
      Whom we can never learn -
      And bye and bye - a Change -
      Called Heaven -
      Rapt Neighborhoods of Men -
      Just finding out - what puzzled us -
      Without the lexicon!
      Emily Dickinson
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