Most folks who know me know that one of my all time favorite poets is Emily Dickinson. Her image, a Barry Moser original, hangs above my writing table. I even named my second daughter for her. I discovered Emily when I was young and although I didn't quite understand most of what she was saying, I fell in love. I knew there were secrets and sneaky meanings wrapped around each carefully chosen word and couplet. I knew she was trying to tell me something. And although I've learned to read poetry better since then, and I've come to understand her poetry in ways I didn't before, I still marvel at each one. Like this one:

The Savior must have been
A docile Gentleman—
To come so far so cold a Day
For little Fellowmen—

The Road to Bethlehem
Since He and I were Boys
Was leveled, but for that 'twould be
A rugged Billion Miles—

1 comment:

Barbara Scott said...

She's one of my favorite poets as well, Joyce. It's amazing what we can learn as writers and editors by reading the classics. Thanks for the post!