Quotes :

Poem of the day – CHOICE – Of all the souls that stand create by Emily Dickinson Of all the souls that stand createI have elected one.When sense from spirit files away,And subterfuge is done;When that which is and that which wasApart, intrinsic, stand,And this brief tragedy of fleshIs shifted like a sand;When figures show their royal frontAnd mists are carved away, --Behold the atom I preferredTo all the lists of clay! - CHOICE - Of all ...
Poem of the day – LIKE brooms of steel by Emily Dickinson LIKE brooms of steelThe Snow and WindHad swept the Winter Street,The House was hooked,The Sun sent outFaint Deputies of heat–Where rode the BirdThe Silence tiedHis ample, plodding Steed,The Apple in the cellar snugWas all the one that played. - LIKE brooms of steel by Emily Dickinson
Poem of the day – The bustle in a house by Emily Dickinson The bustle in a houseThe morning after deathIs solemnest of industriesEnacted upon earth, --The sweeping up the heart,And putting love awayWe shall not want to use againUntil eternity. - The bustle in a house by Emily Dickinson
Poem of the day – THE props assist the house by Emily Dickinson THE props assist the houseUntil the house is built,And then the props withdraw–And adequate, erect,The house supports itself;Ceasing to recollectThe auger and the carpenter.Just such a retrospectHath the perfected life,A past of plank and nail,And slowness,–then the scaffolds drop–Affirming it a soul. - THE props assist the house by Emily Dickinson
Poem of the day – There’s been a death in the opposite house by Emily Dickinson There's been a death in the opposite house As lately as to-day.I know it by the numb look Such houses have alway.The neighbors rustle in and out, The doctor drives away.A window opens like a pod, Abrupt, mechanically;Somebody flings a mattress out, -- The children hurry by;They wonder if It died on that, -- ...