After Great Pain, A Formal Feeling Comes Poem by Emily Dickinson

After Great Pain, A Formal Feeling Comes

Rating: 3.1

After great pain, a formal feeling comes--
The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Toombs--
The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore,
And Yesterday, or Centuries before?

The Feet, mechanical, go round--
Of Ground, or Air, or Ought--
A Wooden way
Regardless grown,
A Quartz contentment, like a stone--

This is the Hour of Lead--
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons recollect the Snow--
First--Chill--then Stupor--then the letting go--

Kim Barney 28 July 2015

After Great Pain of rereading and rereading, it finally makes a little bit of sense. This is certainly not the best of her poems- - -far from it.

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Angelina Holmes 05 May 2014

Beautiful and touching :)

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Ramesh T A 28 July 2015

Stage by stage pain is very difficult to digest indeed!

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Deborah 18 December 2017

Doesn't work to have the poem read by machine where - This is the Hour of Lead (led) - becomes the Hour of Lead (leed) .

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Indira Renganathan 17 November 2016

A very good ending....then the letting go of the usual Emily's beautiful style of a write- 10

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* Sunprincess * 22 September 2015

..........wonderfully favorite line ★ A Quartz contentment, like a stone-

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Maria Gonzalez 28 July 2015

So beautifully crafted and expressed.

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Savita Tyagi 28 July 2015

Emily Dickinson's poetry read and re read at leisure never disappoints.

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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

Amherst / Massachusetts
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