Thursday, August 6, 2009





If you were coming in the fall,


I ’d brush the summer by


With half a smile and half a spurn,


As housewives do a fly.





If I could see you in a year,


I ’d wind the months in balls,


And put them each in separate drawers,

Until their time befalls.



If only centuries delayed,

I ’d count them on my hand,

Subtracting till my fingers dropped

Into Van Diemen’s land.



If certain, when this life was out,

That yours and mine should be,

I ’d toss it yonder like a rind,

And taste eternity.



But now, all ignorant of the length

Of time’s uncertain wing,

It goads me, like the goblin bee,

That will not state its sting.

-Emily Dickinson



artwork is titled Dolce Far Niente Art and is by John William Godward


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