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Post by nutsberryfarm 🏜 on Dec 10, 2019 19:58:17 GMT
The Soul selects her own Society
by Emily Dickinson
The Soul selects her own Society —
Then — shuts the Door —
To her divine Majority —
Present no more —
Unmoved — she notes the Chariots — pausing —
At her low Gate —
Unmoved — an Emperor be kneeling
Upon her Mat —
I've known her — from an ample nation —
Choose One —
Then — close the Valves of her attention —
Like Stone —
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Post by petrolino on Dec 11, 2019 0:20:17 GMT
The GOAT.
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Post by nutsberryfarm 🏜 on Dec 11, 2019 1:22:07 GMT
 you have a fav poem of hers?
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Post by Feologild Oakes on Dec 11, 2019 9:16:14 GMT
My favorite Emily Dickinson poem
I'm Nobody! Who are you?
I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us — don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.
How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!
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Post by Zos on Dec 11, 2019 13:07:35 GMT
Fuck her, she never sends me a card.
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Post by petrolino on Dec 11, 2019 23:49:30 GMT
you have a fav poem of hers? Oh my, I guess whatever I read last.
'An ignorance a Sunset
Confer upon the Eye —
Of Territory — Color —
Circumference — Decay —
Its Amber Revelation
Exhilarate — Debase —
Omnipotence' inspection
Of Our inferior face —
And when the solemn features
Confirm — in Victory —
We start — as if detected
In Immortality — '
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Post by cooly44 on Dec 12, 2019 12:06:16 GMT
She was a fine poet.
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Post by petrolino on Dec 12, 2019 19:27:14 GMT
Emily Dickinson was one of the artistic inspirations behind Jane Campion's musical melodrama 'The Piano' (1993). I saw it at the cinema.
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