Flowers for Things I Don’t Know How to Say: A Tender Painted Lexicon of Consolation and Connection
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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 —
— Emily Dickinson
di Emily Dickinson (Amherst, 1830 – Amherst, 1886)
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I haven't read too many of her poems where current events seem to be weighing heavily on her mind. I suppose it's more normal to be apathetic in this world than anything and that is stood for the entirety of our human history.