Saturday, June 10, 2017

Emily Dickinson #Poem Final Stanza Will Flip You Into Eternity

The last stanza destroys me every time. 

A Bird, came down the Walk - (359)

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A Bird, came down the Walk - 
He did not know I saw -
He bit an Angle Worm in halves 
And ate the fellow, raw, 
And then, he drank a Dew
From a convenient Grass -
And then hopped sidewise to the Wall 
To let a Beetle pass -
He glanced with rapid eyes,
That hurried all abroad -
They looked like frightened Beads, I thought,
He stirred his Velvet Head. - 
Like one in danger, Cautious,
I offered him a Crumb,
And he unrolled his feathers, 
And rowed him softer Home -
Than Oars divide the Ocean,
Too silver for a seam,
Or Butterflies, off Banks of Noon, 
Leap, plashless as they swim.

Poem a cut and paste from the Poetry Foundation website. 
Emily Dickinson neither cut nor paste but marvel.

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