Tuesday, April 03, 2007

Miss Dickinson's Turn

After Walt Whitman comes Emily Dickinson in my estimation of great American poets.

Wild nights— Wild nights!
Were I with thee
Wild Nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile—the Winds—
To a Heart in port—
Done with the Compass—
Done with the chart!

Rowing in Eden—
Ah! the sea!
Might I but moor—Tonight
In Thee!

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