Saturday, May 13, 2017

A Light Exists in Spring



A Light exists in Spring
Not present on the Year
At any other period -
When March is scarcely here.

A Color stands abroad
On Solitary Fields
That Science cannot overtake
But Human Nature feels.

It waits upon the Lawn,
It shows the furthest Tree
Upon the furthest Slope, you know
It almost speaks to you.

Then as Horizons step
Or Noons report away
Without the Formula of sound
It passes and we stay -

A quality of loss
Affecting our Content
As Trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a Sacrament.

-  Emily Dickinson

4 comments:

  1. Lovely! I don't know this poem; thank-you for introducing it to me.

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  2. I didn't know this, either. Thank you! It's so perfect for right now...

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  3. You ladies definitely know more poetry than I do! All I did was look for something to go with my picture. ;-)

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