A little Emily for our friend Trine who has been away and who we miss.
She so does love her Emily.
Interesting Poem
| |
|
| I heard a Fly buzz (465) | | | byEmily Dickinson |
| I heard a Fly buzz – when I died – The Stillness in the Room Was like the Stillness in the Air – Between the Heaves of Storm – The Eyes around – had wrung them dry – And Breaths were gathering firm For that last Onset – when the King Be witnessed – in the Room – I willed my Keepsakes – Signed away What portions of me be Assignable – and then it was There interposed a Fly – With Blue – uncertain stumbling Buzz – Between the light – and me – And then the Windows failed – and then I could not see to see – |
Poetry used by permission of the publishers and the Trustees of Amherst College fromThe Poems of Emily Dickinson, Ralph W. Franklin ed., Cambridge, Mass.: The Belknap Press of Harvard University Press, Copyright © 1998 by the President and Fellows of Harvard College. Copyright © 1951, 1955, 1979, by the President and Fellows of Harvard College. |
|
|
Have a great day, Enjoy
Susan
No comments:
Post a Comment