poet Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

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Behind Me Dips Eternity

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Behind Me—dips Eternity—
Before Me—Immortality—
Myself—the Term between—
Death but the Drift of Eastern Gray,
Dissolving into Dawn away,
Before the West begin—

'Tis Kingdoms—afterward—they say—
In perfect—pauseless Monarchy—
Whose Prince—is Son of None—
Himself—His Dateless Dynasty—
Himself—Himself diversify—
In Duplicate divine—

'Tis Miracle before Me—then—
'Tis Miracle behind—between—
A Crescent in the Sea—
With Midnight to the North of Her—
And Midnight to the South of Her—
And Maelstrom—in the Sky—

Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003
Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 1, 2015

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  • Angelina Holmes (5/6/2014 7:56:00 PM)

    Her poetry is fantastic. Always inspiring.

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  • Angelina Holmes (5/6/2014 7:55:00 PM)

    Beautiful rhymes. Very nice....

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