Emily Dickinson

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

Our Lives Are Swiss - Poem by Emily Dickinson

Our lives are Swiss --
So still -- so Cool --
Till some odd afternoon
The Alps neglect their Curtains
And we look farther on!

Italy stands the other side!
While like a guard between --
The solemn Alps --
The siren Alps
Forever intervene!


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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