Tuesday, June 6, 2023

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)


Photograph of Emily Dickinson’s family home, The Homestead, an elegant wooden building

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Wild nights - Wild nights!

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 -
In thee!

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