Emily Dickinson

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

I Reckon—when I Count It All - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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I reckon—when I count it all—
First—Poets—Then the Sun—
Then Summer—Then the Heaven of God—
And then—the List is done—

But, looking back—the First so seems
To Comprehend the Whole—
The Others look a needless Show—
So I write—Poets—All—

Their Summer—lasts a Solid Year—
They can afford a Sun
The East—would deem extravagant—
And if the Further Heaven—

Be Beautiful as they prepare
For Those who worship Them—
It is too difficult a Grace—
To justify the Dream—


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  • (9/28/2015 6:57:00 PM)


    .....beautiful poem...love the theme ★ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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