Emily Dickinson

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

Delight Becomes Pictorial

Poem by Emily Dickinson

Delight becomes pictorial
When viewed through pain,--
More fair, because impossible
That any gain.

The mountaln at a given distance
In amber lies;
Approached, the amber flits a little,--
And that's the skies!


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 14, 2001

Poem Edited: Monday, May 14, 2001


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