The Loneliness One Dare Not Sound Poem by Emily Dickinson

The Loneliness One Dare Not Sound

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The Loneliness One dare not sound—
And would as soon surmise
As in its Grave go plumbing
To ascertain the size—

The Loneliness whose worst alarm
Is lest itself should see—
And perish from before itself
For just a scrutiny—

The Horror not to be surveyed—
But skirted in the Dark—
With Consciousness suspended—
And Being under Lock—

I fear me this—is Loneliness—
The Maker of the soul
Its Caverns and its Corridors
Illuminate—or seal—

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Indira Renganathan 22 November 2016

Either illuminate or seal...we all try to illuminate only but mostly in vain...only you get such topics Emily and that is your special- 10

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