Emily Dickinson

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

My Life Had Stood - Poem by Emily Dickinson

My life had stood--a Loaded Gun--
In Corners--till a Day
The Owner passed--identified--
And carried Me away--

And now We roam in Sovereign Woods--
And now We hunt the Doe--
And every time I speak for Him--
The Mountains straight reply--

And do I smile, such cordial light
Upon the Valley glow--
It is as a Vesuvian face
Had let its pleasure through--

And when at Night--Our good Day done--
I guard My Master's Head--
'Tis better than the Eider-Duck's
Deep Pillow--to have shared--

To foe of His--I'm deadly foe--
None stir the second time--
On whom I lay a Yellow Eye--
Or an emphatic Thumb--

Though I than He--may longer live
He longer must--than I--
For I have but the power to kill,
Without--the power to die--


Comments about My Life Had Stood by Emily Dickinson

  • * Sunprincess * (6/15/2016 2:54:00 PM)

    .........beautifully penned....the power to take a life comes so easy for some ★ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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