Emily Dickinson

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

Myself Was Formed—a Carpenter - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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Myself was formed—a Carpenter—
An unpretending time
My Plane—and I, together wrought
Before a Builder came—

To measure our attainments—
Had we the Art of Boards
Sufficiently developed—He'd hire us
At Halves—

My Tools took Human—Faces—
The Bench, where we had toiled—
Against the Man—persuaded—
We—Temples build—I said—


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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