Emily Dickinson

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

I Reason, Earth Is Short - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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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 reason, that in Heaven—
Somehow, it will be even—
Some new Equation, given—
But, what of that?


Comments about I Reason, Earth Is Short by Emily Dickinson

  • Gold Star - 4,543 Points Michael Morgan (10/16/2014 7:48:00 AM)

    Optimism divided by cynicism equals resignation- in Shakespearean tone... Magnificent poem! Dazzling brevity! MM (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 31,902 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (10/11/2014 8:56:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem from the great poet. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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