Emily Dickinson

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

I Breathed Enough To Learn The Trick, - Poem by Emily Dickinson

I breathed enough to learn the trick,
And now, removed from air,
I simulate the breath so well,
That one, to be quite sure

The lungs are stirless, must descend
Among the cunning cells,
And touch the pantomime himself.
How cool the bellows feels!


Comments about I Breathed Enough To Learn The Trick, by Emily Dickinson

  • Tapan M. Saren (4/23/2017 8:40:00 AM)


    Ki kobita re eta.......! Fatafati...! (Report) Reply

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  • (11/11/2011 8:23:00 PM)


    My breathing soul un-rested,
    never learning how.
    And when I try to test it,
    it never works now.

    Whenever i'm around him,
    I can't speak a word.
    For when I am around him,
    my breath stalls in my world.
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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 14, 2001



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