Emily Dickinson

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

It Would Have Starved A Gnat - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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It would have starved a Gnat—
To live so small as I—
And yet I was a living Child—
With Food's necessity

Upon me—like a Claw—
I could no more remove
Than I could coax a Leech away—
Or make a Dragon—move—

Not like the Gnat—had I—
The privilege to fly
And seek a Dinner for myself—
How mightier He—than I—

Nor like Himself—the Art
Upon the Window Pane
To gad my little Being out—
And not begin—again—


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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