To learn the Transport by the Pain

To learn the Transport by the PainTo learn the Transport by the Pain
As Blind Men learn the sun!
To die of thirst — suspecting
That Brooks in Meadows run!

To stay the homesick — homesick feet
Upon a foreign shore –
Haunted by native lands, the while –
And blue — beloved air!

This is the Sovereign Anguish!
This — the signal woe!
These are the patient “Laureates”
Whose voices — trained — below –

Ascend in ceaseless Carol –
Inaudible, indeed,
To us — the duller scholars
Of the Mysterious Bard!

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  1. Cynthia’s avatar

    To learn the transport by the pain, is a poem in itself. Happy to have
    found this blog, I find so much truth in Emily’s poetry.

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