Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Emily Dickinson

These are the days when Birds come back-

A very few-a Bird or two-

To take a backward look.These are the days when skies resume

The old-old sophistries of June-

A blue and gold mistake.Oh fraud that cannot cheat the Bee-

Almost thy plausibility

Induces my belief.Till ranks of seeds their witness bear-

And softly thro' the altered air

Hurries a timid leaf.Oh Sacrament of summer days,

Oh Last Communion in the Haze-

Permit a child to join.Thy sacred emblems to partake-

They consecrated bread to take

And thine immortal wine!

5 comments:

Charlotte said...

"A blue and gold mistake."
Miss Emily has such a way, doesn't she?

Rebecca Rasmussen said...
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Rebecca Rasmussen said...

Yes, Yes, she does!

Doreen McGettigan said...

I really like your site!

Rebecca Rasmussen said...

Thank you so much, Doreen! How wonderful to hear! :)

"These are the days when Birds come back/a very few/a Bird or two/to take a backward look."

"These are the days when Birds come back/a very few/a Bird or two/to take a backward look."