Rehearsal To Ourselves Poem by Emily Dickinson

Rehearsal To Ourselves

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Rehearsal to Ourselves
Of a Withdrawn Delight—
Affords a Bliss like Murder—
Omnipotent—Acute—

We will not drop the Dirk—
Because We love the Wound
The Dirk Commemorate—Itself
Remind Us that we died.

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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

Amherst / Massachusetts
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