Emily Dickinson

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

Of Bronze—and Blaze - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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Of Bronze—and Blaze—
The North—Tonight—
So adequate—it forms—
So preconcerted with itself—
So distant—to alarms—
And Unconcern so sovereign
To Universe, or me—
Infects my simple spirit
With Taints of Majesty—
Till I take vaster attitudes—
And strut upon my stem—
Disdaining Men, and Oxygen,
For Arrogance of them—

My Splendors, are Menagerie—
But their Completeless Show
Will entertain the Centuries
When I, am long ago,
An Island in dishonored Grass—
Whom none but Beetles—know.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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