Emily Dickinson

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

I Know That He Exists - Poem by Emily Dickinson


I know that He exists.
Somewhere—in Silence—
He has hid his rare life
From our gross eyes.

'Tis an instant's play.
'Tis a fond Ambush—
Just to make Bliss
Earn her own surprise!

But—should the play
Prove piercing earnest—
Should the glee—glaze—
In Death's—stiff—stare—

Wou ld not the fun
Look too expensive!
Would not the jest—
Have crawled too far!

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  • Gold Star - 36,928 Points * Sunprincess * (9/26/2015 8:46:00 PM)

    ....an intriguing and mysterious poem ★ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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