Emily Dickinson, “I had no time to Hate” (478)
Right now in the United States, we worry. There was an election. One man won with millions more votes for him. The party opposing him did not fare terribly, gai...
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Emily Dickinson, “Experience is the Angled Road” (910)
Watch Tom Brady at his peak throw a football low and away to a receiver who has yet to turn around and dive for it. It isn’t a misplay. That’s the actual play. ...
Emily Dickinson, “These are the days when Birds come back”(130)
Merely staring out the window, Dickinson envisions no less than a sacrament: Oh Sacrament of summer days, Oh Last Communion in the Haze — Permit a child to join...
Giuseppe Ungaretti, “Weightless Now”
In “I dwell in Possibility,” Dickinson declares hers “A fairer House than Prose.” At the end of the poem, she tells what she does in tha...
Emily Dickinson, “As willing lid o’er weary eye” (1050)
Lately, I have not been looking at nature too closely. It feels a blur of bugs and heat, an encompassing disorder I must move through. At this moment, though, I...