Remembering Emily Dickinson…


Dear Emily

I believe, few knew you well dear Emily. Your wrote 1600 poems and left a blank page of understanding of you, for the reader. I believe, you wrote poetry in dreams. You saw yesterday, today and tomorrow.

“Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality.”
― Emily Dickinson

“The Heart wants what it wants – or else it does not care”
― Emily Dickinson

They dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars,
Like petals from a rose,
When suddenly across the lune
A wind with fingers goes.

They perished in the seamless grass,–
No eye could find the place;
But God on his repealless list
Can summon every face

Emily Dickinson

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