Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
Expectation - is Contentment -
Gain - Satiety -
But Satiety - Conviction
Of Nescessity
Of an Austere trait in Pleasure -
Good, without alarm
Is a too established Fortune -
Danger - deepens Sum.
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Poesie di Emily Dickinson
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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
A Plated Life - diversified
With Gold and Silver Pain
To prove the presence of the Ore
In Particles - 'tis when
A Value struggle - it exist -
A Power - will proclaim
Although Annihilation pile
Whole Chaoses on Him.
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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
This Bauble was preferred of Bees -
By Butterflies admired
At Heavenly - Hopeless Distances -
Was justified of Bird -
Did Noon - enamel - in Herself
Was Summer to a Score
Who only knew of Universe -
It had created Her.
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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
She dealt her pretty words like Blades -
How glittering they shone -
And every One unbared a Nerve
Or wantoned with a Bone -
She never deemed - she hurt -
That - is not Steel's Affair -
A vulgar grimace in the Flesh -
How ill the Creatures bear -
To Ache is human - not polite -
The Film upon the eye
Mortality's old Custom -
Just locking up - to Die.
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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
I had no time to Hate -
Because
The Grave would hinder Me -
And Life was not so
Ample I
Could finish - Enmity -
Nor had I time to Love -
But since
Some Industry must be -
The little Toil of Love -
I thought
Be large enough for Me.
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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
No Man can compass a Despair -
As round a Goalless Road
No faster than a Mile at once
The Traveller proceed -
Unconscious of the Width -
Unconscious that the Sun
Be setting on His progress -
So accurate the one
At estimating Pain -
Whose own - has just begun -
His ignorance - the Angel
That pilot Him along.
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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
I meant to have but modest needs -
Such as Content - and Heaven -
Within my income - these could lie
And Life and I - keep even -
But since the last - included both -
It would suffice my Prayer
But just for One - to stipulate -
And Grace would grant the Pair -
And so - upon this wise - I prayed -
Great Spirit - Give to me
A Heaven not so large as Your's,
But large enough - for me -
A Smile suffused Jehovah's face -
The Cherubim - withdrew -
Grave Saints stole out to look at me -
And showed their dimples - too -
I left the Place - with all my might -
I threw my Prayer away -
The Quiet Ages picked it up -
And Judgment - twinkled - too -
That one so honest - be extant -
It take the Tale for true -
That "Whatsoever Ye shall ask -
Itself be given You" -
But I, grown shrewder - scan the Skies
With a suspicious Air -
As Children - swindled for the first
All Swindlers - be - infer.
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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
Doom is the House without the Door -
'Tis entered from the Sun -
And then the Ladder's thrown away,
Because Escape - is done -
'Tis varied by the Dream
Of what they do outside -
Where Squirrels play - and Berries dye -
And Hemlocks - bow - to God.
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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
They put Us far apart -
As separate as Sea
And Her unsown Peninsula -
We signified "These see" -
They took away our Eyes -
They thwarted Us with Guns -
"I see Thee" each responded straight
Through Telegraphic Signs -
With Dungeons - They devised -
But through their thickest skill -
And their opaquest Adamant -
Our Souls saw - just as well -
They summoned Us to die -
With sweet alacrity
We stood upon our stapled feet -
Condemned - but just - to see -
Permission to recant -
Permission to forget -
We turned our backs upon the Sun
For perjury of that -
Not Either - noticed Death -
Of Paradise - aware -
Each other's Face - was all the Disc
Each other's setting - saw.
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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
I am ashamed - I hide -
What right have I - to be a Bride -
So late a Dowerless Girl -
Nowhere to hide my dazzled Face -
No one to teach me that new Grace -
Nor introduce - my Soul -
Me to adorn - How - tell -
Trinket - to make Me beautiful -
Fabrics of Cashmere -
Never a Gown of Dun - more -
Raiment instead - of Pompadour -
For Me - My Soul - to wear -
Fingers - to frame my Round Hair
Oval - as Feudal Ladies wore -
Far Fashions - Fair -
Skill to hold my Brow like an Earl -
Plead - like a Whippowil -
Prove - like a Pearl -
Then, for Character -
Fashion My Spirit quaint - white -
Quick - like a Liquor -
Gay - like Light -
Bring Me my best Pride -
No more ashamed -
No more to hide -
Meek - let it be - too proud - for Pride -
Baptized - this Day - a Bride.
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