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
Endow the Living - with the Tears -
You squander on the Dead,
And They were Men and Women - now,
Around Your Fireside -
Instead of Passive Creatures,
Denied the Cherishing
Till They - the Cherishing deny -
With Death's Etherial Scorn.
Donate ai Vivi - le Lacrime -
Che sprecate per i Morti,
Ed Essi sarebbero Uomini e Donne - allora,
Intorno al Vostro Focolare -
Invece di Passive Creature,
Negate alla Tenerezza
Fino a che Loro - la Tenerezza neghino -
Con l'Etereo Scherno della Morte.
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    Started Early - Took my Dog -
    And visited the Sea -
    The Mermaids in the Basement
    Came out to look at me -
    And Frigates - in the Upper Floor
    Extended Hempen Hands -
    Presuming Me to be a Mouse -
    Aground - upon the Sands -

    But no Man moved Me - till the Tide
    Went past my simple Shoe -
    And past my Apron - and my Belt -
    And past my Boddice - too -

    And made as He would eat me up -
    As wholly as a Dew
    Upon a Dandelion's Sleeve -
    And then - I started - too -

    And He - He followed - close behind -
    I felt his Silver Heel
    Upon my Ankle - Then My Shoes
    Would overflow with Pearl -

    Until We met the Solid Town -
    No One He seemed to know -
    And bowing - with a Mighty look -
    At me - The Sea withdrew.
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      'Twas warm - at first - like Us -
      Until there crept upon
      A Chill - like frost upon a Glass -
      Till all the scene - be gone.
      The Forehead copied Stone -
      The Fingers grew too cold
      To ache - and like a Skater's Brook -
      The busy eyes - congealed -

      It straightened - that was all -
      It crowded Cold to Cold -
      It multiplied indifference -
      As Pride were all it could -

      And even when with Cords -
      'Twas lowered, like a Freight -
      It made no Signal, nor demurred,
      But dropped like Adamant.
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        Her sweet Weight on my Heart a Night
        Had scarcely deigned to lie -
        When, stirring, for Belief's delight,
        My Bride had slipped away -
        If 'twas a Dream - made solid - just
        The Heaven to confirm -
        Or if Myself were dreamed of Her -
        The power to presume -

        With Him remain - who unto Me -
        Gave - even as to All -
        A Fiction superseding Faith -
        By so much - as 'twas real.
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          He parts Himself - like Leaves -
          And then - He closes up -
          And then He leans with all His Might
          Upon a Buttercup -
          And then He runs against
          And oversets a Rose -
          And then does Nothing -
          Then away upon a Jib - He goes -

          And dangles like a Mote
          Suspended in the Noon -
          Uncertain - to return Below -
          Or settle in the Moon -

          What come of Him - at Night -
          The privilege to say
          Be limited by Ignorance -
          What come of Him - That Day -

          The Frost - possess the World -
          In Cabinets - be shown -
          A Sepulchre of quaintest Floss -
          An Abbey - a Cocoon.
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