Emily Dickinson

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

A Loss Of Something Ever Felt I

Poem by Emily Dickinson

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A loss of something ever felt I—
The first that I could recollect
Bereft I was—of what I knew not
Too young that any should suspect

A Mourner walked among the children
I notwithstanding went about
As one bemoaning a Dominion
Itself the only Prince cast out—

Elder, Today, a session wiser
And fainter, too, as Wiseness is—
I find myself still softly searching
For my Delinguent Palaces—

And a Suspicion, like a Finger
Touches my Forehead now and then
That I am looking oppositely
For the site of the Kingdom of Heaven—


Comments about A Loss Of Something Ever Felt I by Emily Dickinson

  • Ratnakar Mandlik (9/22/2019 9:49:00 PM)

    An wonderful presentation of stream of thoughts passing through the subconscious mind in young age by witnessing a death of some one known.(Report)Reply

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  • Bill Grace (9/22/2019 6:59:00 PM)

    She always blows me away !(Report)Reply

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  • Joshua AdeyemiJoshua Adeyemi (9/22/2019 3:14:00 PM)

    This is it... Succinct(Report)Reply

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  • Kingsley Egbukole (9/22/2019 9:01:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem. Thanks.(Report)Reply

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  • Sylvia Frances ChanSylvia Frances Chan (9/22/2019 8:44:00 AM)

    The last stanza of Emily Dickinson I regard as the most Beautiful:
    And a Suspicion, like a Finger
    Touches my Forehead now and then
    That I am looking oppositely
    For the site of the Kingdom of Heaven—..................Mesmerizing poem. We have to understand ED, she is not an average poetess. CONGRATULATIONS being chosen as The Classic Poem Of The Day. Hurray!(Report)Reply

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  • Mahtab BangaleeMahtab Bangalee (9/22/2019 3:35:00 AM)

    Elder, Today, a session wiser
    ........
    I find myself still softly searching
    For my Delinquent Palaces.............//

    excellent expression
    ///
    the loss in too young to suspect! but now in delinquent recollection!(Report)Reply

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  • Luis Estable (9/22/2019 3:05:00 AM)

    She lost something she now recollects. But that thing is not the first. It is the one she now recollects. It could have been one loss before the one now mentioned.
    Too young to suspect any loss. How one should take this? She remembers the loss but the too young after. Well, Emily is never an easy poet.(Report)Reply

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  • Mary SkarpathiotakiMary Skarpathiotaki (9/22/2019 2:48:00 AM)

    Excellent poem ++++++++10+++++Congratulations10+++++++++(Report)Reply

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  • Dominic WindramDominic Windram (9/22/2019 1:27:00 AM)

    A brilliantly realised meditation on lost innocence and alienation.(Report)Reply

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  • Raynolds MoseamediRaynolds Moseamedi (7/17/2019 5:00:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem...

    Thank you.(Report)Reply

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  • Elwin Wirkala (4/9/2019 6:37:00 PM)

    Emily D's " looking oppositely for the site of the Kingdom of Heaven" ... Aldous Huxley's The Perennial Philosophy, Evelyn Underhill's " Mysticism" ...Plotinus...the writings of Idries Shah...true poet that she was, she early noticed everyday life's incompleteness and refused easy answers.(Report)Reply

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  • Khairul AhsanKhairul Ahsan (9/22/2018 8:44:00 PM)

    'Bereft I was—of what I knew not
    Too young that any should suspect' - the two simple sentences of the poem that I liked.(Report)Reply

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  • Lungelo S MbuyaziLungelo S Mbuyazi (9/22/2018 4:11:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem this is...(Report)Reply

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  • Deepak Kumar Pattanayak (9/22/2018 3:49:00 AM)

    Again it relates to the feelings on bereavement, parting, death when she was too young to understand what it is.............so poignantly narrated......excellent....thanks for sharing......10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++(Report)Reply

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  • Edward Kofi LouisEdward Kofi Louis (9/22/2018 2:38:00 AM)

    'I could recollect'! ! !

    Thanks for sharing.(Report)Reply

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  • Susan WilliamsSusan Williams (7/17/2018 5:13:00 PM)

    Here's Part 1 [amended].... [for the 47th time]. [ PH strikes again. ] On the surface, it looks like she is talking about attending a funeral when she was a child “too young” to understand and comparing that experience to later being an and still not understanding death.(Report)Reply

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  • Susan WilliamsSusan Williams (7/17/2018 4:54:00 PM)

    Part 1. On the surface, it looks like she is talking about attending a funeral when she was a child “too young” to understand and comparing that experience to later being an and still not understanding death.(Report)Reply

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  • Susan WilliamsSusan Williams (7/17/2018 4:50:00 PM)

    Part 3. But it might be about something else... not death but a loss of innocence perhaps... a feeling that she was deprived of what children normally have...She both seems to sadly forgive those who hurt her and then blames them for not noticing that she was suffering but then again nobody is capable of noticing the suffering of others.. A lot of repressed anger here.(Report)Reply

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  • Susan WilliamsSusan Williams (7/17/2018 4:49:00 PM)

    Part 2. She suffers as she struggles to get meaning from it. She expresses anger against the world for being indifferent to her suffering, but turns around and criticizes her own self-pity.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003