2 things. from emily dickinson.

[nattida]

who, throughout high school I regarded as a rather overrated poet. i mean, love sick and then kills herself? how silly. her poems were always so intangible to me, quite frankly I didn't get it. now, now though, they pierce me. how sad and amazing.

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After great pain, a formal feeling comes
The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Toombs
The stiff Heart

Comments

[sulcatas]

i love that hope with feathers line. i use it every chance i get, appropriate or not.

[benooligan]

great poem :)