I've known a Heaven, like a Tent by Emily Dickinson
"I've known a Heaven, like a Tent" is a poem written by Emily Dickinson. In this writing, Dickinson talks about "Heaven" (which could mean simply anything we see as joyous) "Pluck up its stakes and disapear" and it leaves "No trace, no figment of the thing". Most likely, she is speaking about either a broken heart or her loss of her loved ones who died.
This poem by Dickinson is written in only one stanza, but that one stanza contains seventeen lines. The poem does rhyme in some ways, imperfectly. The second line rhymes with the fourth, the sixth with the eigth, and fifteenth with seventeenth. There might even be some other imperfect lines, but they are so imperfect that they are hard to see.
Johnson number: 243
I've known a Heaven, like a Tent I've known a Heaven, like a Tent To wrap its shining yards, Pluck up its stakes and disappear Without the sound of boards Or rip of nail, or carpenter, But just the miles of stare That signalize a show's retreat In North America. No trace, no figment of the thing That dazzled yesterday, No ring, no marvel; Men and feats Dissolved as utterly As birds' far navigation Discloses just a hue; A plash of oars -a gaiety, Then swallowed up to view.
Next: It was not Death, for I stood up
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