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The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad for life, mad for talking, mad for poetry.

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I Went To Thank Her, By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

 I went to thank her,    But she slept;    Her bed a funnelled stone,    With nosegays at the head and foot,    That travellers had thrown,     Who went to thank her;    But…

September 20, 2019
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I Went To Heaven, By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

 I went to heaven, —    ‘T was a small town,    Lit with a ruby,    Lathed with down.    Stiller than the fields    At the full dew,    Beautiful as pictures    No man drew.    People like…

September 20, 2019
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I Think Just How My Shape Will Rise By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

I think just how my shape will rise    When I shall be forgiven,    Till hair and eyes and timid head    Are out of sight, in heaven.     I think…

September 20, 2019
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I Shall Know Why, When Time Is Over, By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

 I shall know why, when time is over,    And I have ceased to wonder why;    Christ will explain each separate anguish    In the fair schoolroom of the sky….

September 20, 2019
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I Reason, Earth Is Short, By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

I reason, earth is short,    And anguish absolute,    And many hurt;    But what of that?     I reason, we could die:    The best vitality    Cannot excel decay;    But what of that?     I…

September 20, 2019
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I Read My Sentence Steadily, By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

 I read my sentence steadily,    Reviewed it with my eyes,    To see that I made no mistake    In its extremest clause, —     The date, and manner of the…

September 20, 2019
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I Noticed People Disappeared, By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

 I noticed people disappeared,    When but a little child, —    Supposed they visited remote,    Or settled regions wild.     Now know I they both visited    And settled regions wild,    But did…

September 20, 2019
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I Never Lost As Much But Twice, By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

I never lost as much but twice,    And that was in the sod;    Twice have I stood a beggar    Before the door of God!     Angels, twice descending,    Reimbursed my…

September 20, 2019
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I Never Saw A Moor, By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

I never saw a moor,    I never saw the sea;    Yet know I how the heather looks,    And what a wave must be.     I never spoke with God,    Nor…

September 20, 2019
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I Meant To Find Her When I Came; By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

I meant to find her when I came;    Death had the same design;    But the success was his, it seems,    And the discomfit mine.     I meant to tell…

September 20, 2019

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