Emily Dickinson

Before I Got My Eye Put Out

poem 327

Before I got my eye put out I liked as well to see As other Creatures, that have Eyes And know no other way But were it told to me Today That I might have the sky For mine I tell you that my Heart Would split, for size of me The Meadows mine The Mountains mine All Forests Stintless Stars As much of Noon as I could take Between my finite eyes The Motions of the Dipping Birds The Morning’s Amber Road For mine to look at when I liked The News would strike me dead So safer guess with just my soul Upon the Window pane Where other Creatures put their eyes Incautious of the Sun

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