Pain has an element of blank;
It cannot recollect
When it began, or if there were
A day when it was not.
It has no future but itself,
Its infinite realms contain
Its past, enlightened to perceive
New periods of pain.
photo source unknown.
6/2/10
pain
by Emily Dickinson
Pain has an element of blank;
It cannot recollect
When it began, or if there were
A day when it was not.
It has no future but itself,
Its infinite realms contain
Its past, enlightened to perceive
New periods of pain.
photo source unknown.
Pain has an element of blank;
It cannot recollect
When it began, or if there were
A day when it was not.
It has no future but itself,
Its infinite realms contain
Its past, enlightened to perceive
New periods of pain.
photo source unknown.
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I ran across this poem while looking for one suitable for your birthday. This one obviously did NOT make the cut. Emily captures so much feeling with the simplest and shortest wording. Ouch.
ReplyDeleteA wonderful poem!
ReplyDeletesuch a great poem.
ReplyDeletei love emily dickinson!
love emily. I am not familiar with this poem but she always says it well.
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