A daily poem from the complete works of Emily Dickinson.
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A House upon the Height –
That Wagon never reached –
No Dead, were ever carried down –
No Peddler’s Cart — approached –
Whose Chimney never smoked –
Whose Windows — Night and Morn –
Caught Sunrise first — and Sunset — last –
Then — held an Empty Pane –
Whose fate — Conjecture knew –
No other neighbor — did –
And what it was — we never lisped –
Because He — never told –
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That after Horror — that ’twas us –
That passed the mouldering Pier –
Just as the Granite Crumb let go –
Our Savior, by a Hair –
A second more, had dropped too deep
For Fisherman to plumb –
The very profile of the Thought
Puts Recollection numb –
The possibility — to pass
Without a Moment’s Bell –
Into Conjecture’s presence –
Is like a Face of Steel –
That suddenly looks into ours
With a metallic grin –
The Cordiality of Death –
Who drills his Welcome in –
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