Thursday, September 1, 2016

I dwell in the possibility of Paradise.

I dwell in possibility.
Emily Dickinson(
I dwell in Possibility – (466)

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I dwell in Possibility –
A fairer House than Prose –
More numerous of Windows –
Superior – for Doors –

Of Chambers as the Cedars –
Impregnable of eye –
And for an everlasting Roof
The Gambrels of the Sky –

Of Visitors – the fairest –
For Occupation – This –
The spreading wide my narrow Hands
To gather Paradise.

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