Emily Dickinson

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

My Cocoon Tightens, Colors Tease - Poem by Emily Dickinson

MY cocoon tightens, colors tease,
I 'm feeling for the air;
A dim capacity for wings
Degrades the dress I wear.

A power of butterfly must be
The aptitude to fly,
Meadows of majesty concedes
And easy sweeps of sky.

So I must baffle at the hint
And cipher at the sign,
And make much blunder, if at last
I take the clew divine.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 20, 2015

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