To make a prairie it takes clover and one bee,One clover, and a bee,And revery.The revery alone will do,If bees are few.
Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)
Source: The Poems of Emily Dickinson
Contributed by: Zaady
Prayer is the little implementThrough which Men reachWhere Presence - is denied them.They fling their Speech
By means of it - in God's Ear -If then He hear -This sums the ApparatusComprised in Prayer -
If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry.
Source: 1870, in The Life and Letters of Emily Dickinson, ed. Martha Dickinson Bianchi, 1924.
If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. Is there any other way?
Not to discover weakness is The Artifice of strength.
Source: 1865; The Poems of Emily Dickinson, 1955.
Parting is all we know of heaven, And all we need of hell.
Source: poem no. 1732.
Not knowing when the dawn will come I open every door;Or has it feathers like a bird, Or billows like a shore?
Source: The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson
I argue thee that love is life And life hath immortality.
Luck is not chance - It's toil - Fortune's expensive smile Is earned.
Source: The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson, no. 1350, ed. Thomas H. Johnson, 95.
Much Madness is divinest Sense - To a discerning Eye - Much Sense -the starkest Madness -
Source: The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson, no. 435, ed. Thomas H. Johnson, 1955.
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