A daily poem from the complete works of Emily Dickinson.
You are currently browsing articles tagged carol.
Kill your Balm — and its Odors bless you –
Bare your Jessamine — to the storm –
And she will fling her maddest perfume –
Haply — your Summer night to Charm –
Stab the Bird — that built in your bosom –
Oh, could you catch her last Refrain –
Bubble! “forgive” — “Some better” — Bubble!
“Carol for Him — when I am gone”!
Tags: balm, bare, better, bird, bless, bosom, bubble, built, carol, catch, charm, fling, forgive, gone, haply, him, jessamine, kill, last, maddest, night, odors, perfume, refrain, stab, storm, summer
To 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!
Tags: air, anguish, ascend, bard, beloved, below, blind, blue, brooks, carol, ceaseless, die, duller, feet, foreign, haunted, homesick, inaudible, lands, laureates, learn, meadows, men, mysterious, native, pain, patient, scholars, shore, signal, sovereign, sun, suspecting, thirst, trained, transport, voices, woe
