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There once was a ghost named Fred, Who haunted a mansion, it's been said, He'd rattle chains and doors, And make the floors creak with roars,
By Omar Sohail4 years ago in Poets
"I like to see it lap the Miles" I like to see it lap the Miles — And lick the Valleys up — And stop to feed itself at Tanks —
By abdul4 years ago in Poets
When I was young I was top of the world, I never felt bad Now that I'm old I creak, I groan, I wander, where are the looks I had?
By The Invisible Writer4 years ago in Poets
When it comes, the Landscape listens — Shadows — hold their breath — When it goes, 'tis like the Distance On the look of Death —
None may teach it — Any — 'Tis the Seal Despair — An imperial affliction Sent us of the Air — These lines are from a poem by Emily Dickinson titled "There's a certain Slant of light." The poem explores the emotional impact of certain kinds of light. The lines you have quoted suggest that the experience of despair cannot be taught or explained but is instead an "imperial affliction" that seems to come from the air itself. The phrase "None may teach it - Any - 'Tis the Seal Despair" suggests that despair is a deeply personal and subjective experience that cannot be communicated or shared with others. The poem explores the effect of this kind of despair on the speaker and the sense of isolation and loneliness it brings. The poem's final lines suggest that the experience of despair is a reminder of the transience of life and the inevitability of death. The poem can be interpreted as a meditation on the fragility of the human spirit and how we cope with life's emotional challenges.
Heavenly Hurt, it gives us — We can find no scarS, But internal differenceS, Where the Meanings, are — These lines are from a poem by Emily Dickinson titled "Heaven is what I cannot reach." The poem explores the theme of the transcendent and unattainable nature of heaven.
"There's a certain Slant of light" There's a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons — That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes —These lines are the opening stanza of a poem by Emily Dickinson titled "There's a certain Slant of light."
Unmoved — she notes the Chariots — pausing — At her low Gate — Unmoved — an Emperor be kneeling Upon her Mat — These lines are from the poem "This is my letter to the World" by Emily Dickinson. The poem explores the idea of communication and the relationship between the individual and the wider world.
I've known her — from an ample nation — Choose One — Then — close the Valves of her attention — Like Stone — These lines are from the poem "I've known a Lady" by Emily Dickinson. The poem describes the speaker's experience of knowing a woman who can intensely focus her attention.
"The Soul selects her own Society" The Soul selects her own Society — Then — shuts the Door — To her divine Majority — Present no more —
How dreary to be somebody! How public, like a frog To tell your name the livelong day To an admiring bog! These lines are also from a poem by Emily Dickinson, titled "I'm Nobody! Who are you?" In the following lines of the poem, the speaker contrasts the freedom of being a nobody with the burdens of being a somebody.
"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.
