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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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“If I Should Die,” By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

 If I should die,    And you should live,    And time should gurgle on,    And morn should beam,    And noon should burn,    As it has usual done;    If birds should build as…

September 20, 2019
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“If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking,” By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

  If I can stop one heart from breaking,    I shall not live in vain;    If I can ease one life the aching,    Or cool one pain,    Or help one…

September 20, 2019
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“I Taste A Liquor Never Brewed,” By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

 I taste a liquor never brewed,    From tankards scooped in pearl;    Not all the vats upon the Rhine    Yield such an alcohol!     Inebriate of air am I,    And debauchee…

September 20, 2019
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“I Know A Place Where Summer Strives” By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

  I know a place where summer strives    With such a practised frost,    She each year leads her daisies back,    Recording briefly, “Lost.”     But when the south wind stirs…

September 20, 2019
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“I Have No Life But This,” By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

 I have no life but this,    To lead it here;    Nor any death, but lest    Dispelled from there;     Nor tie to earths to come,    Nor action new,    Except through this…

September 20, 2019
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“I Had No Time To Hate, Because” By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

  I had no time to hate, because    The grave would hinder me,    And life was not so ample I    Could finish enmity.     Nor had I time to love;…

September 20, 2019
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“I Asked No Other Thing,” By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

    I asked no other thing,    No other was denied.    I offered Being for it;    The mighty merchant smiled.     Brazil? He twirled a button,    Without a glance my way:    “But, madam,…

September 20, 2019
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“Have You Got A Brook In Your Little Heart,” By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Have you got a brook in your little heart,    Where bashful flowers blow,    And blushing birds go down to drink,    And shadows tremble so?     And nobody knows, so…

September 20, 2019
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“Glee! The Great Storm Is Over!” By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

  Glee! The great storm is over!    Four have recovered the land;    Forty gone down together    Into the boiling sand.     Ring, for the scant salvation!    Toll, for the bonnie souls,…

September 20, 2019
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“Delight Becomes Pictorial” By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

   Delight becomes pictorial    When viewed through pain, —    More fair, because impossible    That any gain.     The mountain at a given distance    In amber lies;    Approached, the amber flits a little,…

September 20, 2019

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