Emily Dickinson

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

Of All The Souls That Stand Create - Poem by Emily Dickinson

Of all the souls that stand create
I have elected one.
When sense from spirit files away,
And subterfuge is done;

When that which is and that which was
Apart, intrinsic, stand,
And this brief tragedy of flesh
Is shifted like a sand;

When figures show their royal front
And mists are carved sway,--
Behold the atom I Feferred
To all the lists of clay!


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  • (6/9/2016 6:25:00 PM)


    ...........Of all the souls that stand create
    I have elected one.....wonderful line ★
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2001

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 15, 2001


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