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Posts tagged “Emily Dickinson

Morning Calls

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Too few the mornings be,

Too scant the nights.

No lodging can be had

For the delights

That come to earth to stay,

But no apartment find

And ride away.

Emily Dickinson

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Waiting For Tomorrow

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As subtle as tomorrow

That never came,

A warrant, a conviction,

Yet but a name.

Emily Dickinson

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A Bridge Too Far?

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“Sometimes, if you stand on the bottom rail of a bridge and lean over to watch the river slipping slowly away beneath you, you will suddenly know everything there is to be known.”

Winnie the Pooh

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“Sometimes, if you aren’t sure about something, you just have to jump off the bridge and grow your wings on the way down.”

Danielle Steel

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Faith — is the Pierless Bridge

Supporting what We see

Unto the Scene that We do not —

Too slender for the eye

 

It bears the Soul as bold

As it were rocked in Steel

With Arms of Steel at either side —

It joins — behind the Veil

 

To what, could We presume

The Bridge would cease to be

To Our far, vacillating Feet

A first Necessity.

Emily Dickinson

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The Passing

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You taught me Waiting with Myself —

Appointment strictly kept —

You taught me fortitude of Fate —

This — also — I have learnt —

 

An Altitude of Death, that could

No bitterer debar

Than Life — had done — before it –

Emily Dickinson

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