The First Day's Night Had to Come

The following is one of my favorite Emily Dickinson Poems.

The first Day’s Night had come–
And grateful that a thing
So terrible – had been endured–
I told my Soul to sing–

She said her Strings were snapt–
Her Bow – to Atoms blown–
And so to mend her – gave me work
Until another Morn–

And then – a Day as huge
As Yesterdays in pairs,
Unrolled its horror in my face–
Until it blocked my eyes–

My Brain – begun to laugh–
I mumbled – like a fool–
And tho’ ’tis Years ago – that Day–
My brain keeps giggling – still.

And Something’s odd – within–
That person that I was–
And this One – do not feel the same–
Could it be Madness – this?

–Emily Dickinson c.1862

On this day..

• Pirating on My Day Off - 2009
• A Dying Friendship - 2008