Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

As The Starved Maelstrom Laps The Navies - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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As the Starved Maelstrom laps the Navies
As the Vulture teased
Forces the Broods in lonely Valleys
As the Tiger eased

By but a Crumb of Blood, fasts Scarlet
Till he meet a Man
Dainty adorned with Veins and Tissues
And partakes—his Tongue

Cooled by the Morsel for a moment
Grows a fiercer thing
Till he esteem his Dates and Cocoa
A Nutrition mean

I, of a finer Famine
Deem my Supper dry
For but a Berry of Domingo
And a Torrid Eye.


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  • Rookie - 178 Points Angelina Holmes (5/6/2014 7:53:00 AM)

    What vivid imagery! Always such a pleasure. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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