Emily Dickinson: After great pain a formal feeling comes
20 January 2005
After great pain a formal feeling comes—
the nerves sit ceremonious like tombs—
the stiff Heart questions—was it He that bore?
and yesterday—or centuries before?
The feet, mechanical, go round
a wooden way
of ground, or air, or Ought,
a quartz contentment like a stone.
This is the hour of lead
remembered if outlived,
as freezing persons recollect the snow—
first chill, then stupor, then the letting go.
--Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
This poem has an error starting with line 7.
It should read:
"The Feet, mechanical, go round--
Of Ground, or Air, or Ought--
A Wooden way
A Quartz contentment, like a stone--
The rest is correct, but please make this change, as it makes all the difference with this poem.
Posted by: Mary Schenkenberg | 20 January 2013 at 02:50