A Death blow is a Life blow to Some
Who till they died, did not alive become–
Who had they lived, had died but when
They died, Vitality begun.
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2 responses to “Emily Dickinson – Poem 816”
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DZ–I usually find her overly abstract in a particularly irritating New Englandish kind of way, but this little gem has made a convert out of me. Emily Dickenson for Theologian of the Cross Poet Laureate, anyone?
just by way of a footnote (ht JD):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qkwJ_Iyvilk