Emily Dickinson

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

I Ment To Find Her When I Came; - Poem by Emily Dickinson

I meant to find her when I came;
Death had the same design;
But the success was his, it seems,
And the discomfit mine.

I meant to tell her how I longed
For just this single time;
But Death had told her so the first,
And she had hearkened him.

To wander now is my abode;
To rest,--to rest would be
A privilege of hurricane
To memory and me.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2001



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