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February 02, 2007

St. Brigid's Day Poetry Reading

Jumping on the bandwagon

Roots Down is leading the Second Annual Brigid in Cyberspace Poetry Reading. Here's one of my favorite winter poems, by Emily Dickinson:

There's a certain Slant of light,
Winter Afternoons--
That oppresses, like the Heft
Of Cathedral Tunes--

Heavenly Hurt, it gives us--
We can find no scar,
But internal difference,
Where the meanings are--

None may teach it--Any--
'Tis the Seal Despair--
An imperial affliction
Sent us of the Air--

When it comes, the Landscape listens--
Shadows--hold their breath--
When it goes, 'tis like the Distance
On the look of Death--

(found here)

Posted by Kat at February 2, 2007 03:24 PM

I've always loved this poem. Thanks for posting it.

Posted by: Ruth at February 2, 2007 04:03 PM

Oh, how very true - thanks for sharing!

Posted by: Chris at February 2, 2007 04:32 PM

Oh, I like that. '...oppresses,like the heft of cathedral tunes....' Weight, sight, aural. It resonates.

Posted by: Carrie K at February 2, 2007 08:06 PM

Emily, she's so neat. :)

Posted by: Arleta at February 3, 2007 08:53 PM
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