Emily Dickinson

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

Our Share Of Night To Bear - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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Our share of night to bear—
Our share of morning—
Our blank in bliss to fill
Our blank in scorning—

Here a star, and there a star,
Some lose their way!
Here a mist, and there a mist,
Afterwards—Day!


Comments about Our Share Of Night To Bear by Emily Dickinson

  • Rookie Mujahid Khalfan (12/22/2012 3:41:00 AM)

    This seems to be about the vissicitudes of man's life, his sorrow (night and stars) , and his happiness (morning and mist) , his love and his hatred. It seems to specifically point to it's transience and how it will all finally come to end in the face of Death (Day) . (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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