Saturday, March 19, 2011

And Just Like That

It's spring.

 A Light Exists in Spring

A light exists in spring
Not present on the year
At any other period
When March is scarcely here.

A color stands abroad
On solitary hills
That science cannot overtake,
But human nature feels.

It waits upon the lawn
It shows the furthest tree
Upon the furthest slope we know
It almost speaks to me.

Then, as horizons step,
Or noons report away
Without the formula of sound,
It passes, and we stay.

A quality of loss
Affecting our content,
As trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a sacrament.

~Emily Dickinson~


  1. I love Emily! "A quality of loss affecting out content. As trade had suddenly encroached upon a sacrament." Beautiful.

  2. Emily Dickinson and Elizabeth Barrett Browning are two of my favourite pre-20th century poets, for sure.