Emily Dickinson

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

We Met As Sparks—diverging Flints - Poem by Emily Dickinson


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.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

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