Emily Dickinson

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

To Put This World Down, Like A Bundle - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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To put this World down, like a Bundle—
And walk steady, away,
Requires Energy—possibly Agony—
'Tis the Scarlet way

Trodden with straight renunciation
By the Son of God—
Later, his faint Confederates
Justify the Road—

Flavors of that old Crucifixion—
Filaments of Bloom, Pontius Pilate sowed—
Strong Clusters, from Barabbas' Tomb—

Sacrament, Saints partook before us—
Patent, every drop,
With the Brand of the Gentile Drinker
Who indorsed the Cup—


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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