Emily Dickinson

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

There Is A Finished Feeling - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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There is a finished feeling
Experienced at Graves—
A leisure of the Future—
A Wilderness of Size.

By Death's bold Exhibition
Preciser what we are
And the Eternal function
Enabled to infer.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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