Poetry
Quotes
The soul selects her own Society
The Soul selects her own Society — Then — shuts the Door — To her divine Majority — Present no more — Unmoved — she notes the Chariots — pausing — At her low Gate — Unmoved — an Emperor be kneeling Upon her Mat — I've known her — from an ample nation — Choose One — Then — close the Valves of her attention — Like Stone — Poem by Emily Dickinson
Emily Dickinson poems
Success is Counted SweetestSummer Shower
Tell all the Truth but tell it slant
