Saturday, November 24, 2007

c. 1864

SPLIT the Lark -- and you'll find the Music --
Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled --
Scantily dealt to the Summer Morning
Saved for your Ear when Lutes be old.


Loose the Flood -- you shall find it patent --
Gush after Gush, reserved for you --
Scarlet Experiment! Sceptic Thomas!
Now, do you doubt that your Bird was true?


--Emily Dickinson

2 comments:

Pamela said...

This is in my top 5 Dickinson poems--and it's exactly how I feel about deconstructionism. (Tear the work apart for what reason? So it doesn't work anymore?)

Thanks for the post.

sam of the ten thousand things said...

The flood is one of her great images. What an opening line this piece has. Great poem.