Emily Dickinson

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

We met as Sparks—Diverging Flints


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We met as Sparks—Diverging Flints
Sent various—scattered ways—
We parted as the Central Flint
Were cloven with an Adze—
Subsisting on the Light We bore
Before We felt the Dark—
A Flint unto this Day—perhaps—
But for that single Spark.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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