Poem a Day ...

[ariuslynx]

Emily Dickinson

(303)

The Soul selects her own Society-
Then-shuts the Door-
To her divine Majority-
Present no more-

Unmoved-she notes the Chariots pausing-
At her low Gate-
Unmoved-an Emperor be kneeling
Upon her Mat-

I've known her-from an ample nation-
Choose One-
Then-close the Valves of her attention-
Like Stone-

c. 1862

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Comments

[richtor_br]

На аватарке Вы?

[ariuslynx]

Нет.) Это Грейс Келли - мой бессменный аватар. Я к нему привыкла.)