Emily Dickinson

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

Put up my lute!


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Put up my lute!
What of—my Music!
Since the sole ear I cared to charm—
Passive—as Granite—laps My Music—
Sobbing—will suit—as well as psalm!

Would but the "Memnon" of the Desert—
Teach me the strain
That vanquished Him—
When He—surrendered to the Sunrise—
Maybe—that—would awaken—them!

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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