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A Poem A Day: A Loss Of Something Ever Felt I

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A loss of something ever felt I --
The first that I could recollect
Bereft I was -- of what I knew not
Too young that any should suspect

A Mourner walked among the children
I notwithstanding went about
As one bemoaning a Dominion
Itself the only Prince cast out --

Elder, Today, a session wiser
And fainter, too, as Wiseness is --
I find myself still softly searching
For my Delinguent Palaces --

And a Suspicion, like a Finger
Touches my Forehead now and then
That I am looking oppositely
For the site of the Kingdom of Heaven --

~ Emily Dickinson

In reading more of the works of Emily Dickinson, I have discovered that her stand-alone quotes are poetry as well. Since we have already discussed the life of the famous poet, here is a sampling of ten of her greatest quotes.

“If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only ways I know about it. Is there any other way?

"After great pain, a formal feeling comes. The Nerves sit ceremonious, like tombs."

"A wounded deer leaps the highest."

"Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate."

"Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough."

"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all."

"If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain."

"The possible's slow fuse is lit, by the Imagination."

"To fight aloud is very brave, but gallanter, I know, who charge within the bosom, the Cavalry of Woe."

“My friends are my estate.”

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