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    Emily Dickinson appreciation thread

    It's Emily Dickinson's birthday today, which I think is a good enough excuse for an appreciation thread. Post your favorite Dickinson poems here, if you have any.



    They say that "Time assuages" -
    Time never did assuage -
    An actual suffering strengthens
    As Sinews do, with Age -

    Time is a Test of Trouble -
    But not a Remedy -
    If such it prove, it prove too
    There was no Malady -
    If you ever drop your keys into a river of molten lava, let 'em go, because man, they're gone.
    --Jack Handey

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    "We never know how high we are
    Till we are asked to rise
    And then if we are true to plan
    Our statures touch the skies --"

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    “Hope” is the thing with feathers -
    That perches in the soul -
    And sings the tune without the words -
    And never stops - at all -

    And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
    And sore must be the storm -
    That could abash the little Bird
    That kept so many warm -

    I’ve heard it in the chillest land -
    And on the strangest Sea -
    Yet - never - in Extremity,
    It asked a crumb - of me.
    If you ever drop your keys into a river of molten lava, let 'em go, because man, they're gone.
    --Jack Handey

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    Some keep the Sabbath going to Church –
    I keep it, staying at Home –
    With a Bobolink for a Chorister –
    And an Orchard, for a Dome –

    Some keep the Sabbath in Surplice –
    I, just wear my Wings –
    And instead of tolling the Bell, for Church,
    Our little Sexton – sings.

    God preaches, a noted Clergyman –
    And the sermon is never long,
    So instead of getting to Heaven, at last –
    I’m going, all along.

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    Yay Emily! My boyfriend used to live right next to the graveyard she was buried in.

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    If I can stop one heart from breaking,
    I shall not live in vain;
    If I can ease one life the aching,
    Or cool one pain,
    Or help one fainting robin
    Unto his nest again,
    I shall not live in vain.

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    Wild Nights - Wild Nights!
    Were I with thee
    Wild Nights should be
    Our luxury!

    Futile - the Winds -
    To a Heart in port -
    Done with the Compass -
    Done with the Chart!

    Rowing in Eden -
    Ah, the Sea!
    Might I but moor -
    Tonight - With Thee!


    ^^THIS has always been my favorite poem by Emily Dickinson.

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    The Facts of Life did a whole episode on her.

    "Beauty crowds me 'til I die...."

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    She sights a Bird - she chuckles -
    She flattens - then she crawls -
    She runs without the look of feet -
    Her eyes increase to Balls -

    Her Jaws stir - twitching - hungry -
    Her Teeth can hardly stand -
    She leaps, but Robin leaped the first -
    Ah, Pussy, of the Sand,

    The Hopes so juicy ripening -
    You almost bathed your tongue -
    When Bliss disclosed a hundred Toes -
    And fled with every one -
    If you ever drop your keys into a river of molten lava, let 'em go, because man, they're gone.
    --Jack Handey

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    I'm nobody! Who are you?
    Are you nobody, too?
    Then there's a pair of us -don't tell!
    They'd banish us, you know.

    How dreary to be somebody!
    How public, like a frog
    To tell your name the livelong day
    To an admiring bog!

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    I would not paint - a picture -
    I'd rather be the One
    Its bright impossibility
    To dwell - delicious - on -
    And wonder how the fingers feel
    Whose rare - celestial - stir -
    Evokes so sweet a torment -
    Such sumptuous - Despair -

    I would not talk, like Cornets -
    I'd rather be the One
    Raised softly to the Ceilings -
    And out, and easy on -
    Through Villages of Ether -
    Myself endued Balloon
    By but a lip of Metal -
    The pier to my Pontoon -

    Nor would I be a Poet -
    It's finer - Own the ear -
    Enamored - impotent - content -
    The License to revere,
    A privilege so awful
    What would the Dower be,
    Had I the Art to stun myself
    With Bolts - of Melody!
    If you ever drop your keys into a river of molten lava, let 'em go, because man, they're gone.
    --Jack Handey

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    I measure every grief I meet
    With analytic eyes;
    I wonder if it weighs like mine,
    Or has an easier size.

    I wonder if they bore it long,
    Or did it just begin?
    I could not tell the date of mine,
    It feels so old a pain.

    I wonder if it hurts to live,
    And if they have to try,
    And whether, could they choose between,
    They would not rather die.

    I wonder if when years have piled—
    Some thousands—on the cause
    Of early hurt, if such a lapse
    Could give them any pause;

    Or would they go on aching still
    Through centuries above,
    Enlightened to a larger pain
    By contrast with the love.

    The grieved are many, I am told;
    The reason deeper lies,—
    Death is but one and comes but once,
    And only nails the eyes.

    There’s grief of want, and grief of cold,—
    A sort they call “despair”;
    There’s banishment from native eyes,
    In sight of native air.

    And though I may not guess the kind
    Correctly, yet to me
    A piercing comfort it affords
    In passing Calvary,

    To note the fashions of the cross,
    Of those that stand alone,
    Still fascinated to presume
    That some are like my own.

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    Of Bronze - and Blaze -
    The North - tonight -
    So adequate - it forms -
    So preconcerted with itself -
    So distant - to alarms -
    An Unconcern so sovreign
    To Universe, or me -
    Infects my simple spirit
    With Taints of Majesty -
    Till I take vaster attitudes -
    And strut upon my stem -
    Disdaining Men, and Oxygen
    For Arrogance of them -

    My Splendors, are Menagerie -
    But their Competeless Show
    Will entertain the Centuries
    When I, am long ago,
    An Island in dishonored Grass -
    Whom none but Beetles, know -
    If you ever drop your keys into a river of molten lava, let 'em go, because man, they're gone.
    --Jack Handey

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    I never lost as much but twice,
    And that was in the sod;
    Twice have I stood a beggar
    Before the door of God!

    Angels, twice descending,
    Reimbursed my store.
    Burglar, banker, father,
    I am poor once more!

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    I taste a liquor never brewed --
    From Tankards scooped in Pearl --
    Not all the Vats upon the Rhine
    Yield such an Alcohol!


    Inebriate of Air -- am I --
    And Debauchee of Dew --
    Reeling -- thro endless summer days --
    From inns of Molten Blue --


    When "Landlords" turn the drunken Bee
    Out of the Foxglove's door --
    When Butterflies -- renounce their "drams" --
    I shall but drink the more!


    Till Seraphs swing their snowy Hats --
    And Saints -- to windows run --
    To see the little Tippler
    Leaning against the -- Sun --


    I need to get back to reading more Dickinson.
    As Duke always says, "Come love with me… and maybe we can walk through fire together."

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