Emily Dickinson

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

I Could Die—to Know - Poem by Emily Dickinson


I could die—to know—
'Tis a trifling knowledge—
News-Boys salute the Door—
Carts—joggle by—
Morning's bold face—stares in the window—
Were but mine—the Charter of the least Fly—

Houses hunch the House
With their Brick Shoulders—
Coals—from a Rolling Load—rattle—how—near—
To the very Square—His foot is passing—
Possibly, this moment—
While I—dream—Here—

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  • Tapan M. Saren (4/23/2017 9:00:00 AM)

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

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