by Emily Dickinson
I stepped from Plank to Plank
A slow and cautious way
The Stars about my Head I felt
About my Feet the Sea.
I knew not but the next
Would be my final inch—
This gave me that precarious Gait
Some call Experience.
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A beautiful photo, Mary Lee. And a very nice pairing with Emily.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations on your 30 poems in 30 days! And thanks for sharing this one by Emily Dickinson today.
ReplyDeleteEmily always gets it just right.
ReplyDeleteGood job writing poems every day last month!
I so love this poem. Thank you for reminding how much I do !
ReplyDeleteEmily Dickinson makes poetry look so easy.
ReplyDeleteLovely - thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteAs I gain experience at the rate of a mile a minute, from far off Emily explains why walking a clear flat track unimpeded to the rhythm of attitude adjustment songs is what I crave right now.
ReplyDeleteJama said it--Emily gets it just right, Plank to Plank.
Thanks for more on the theme of a way!
Love the image of her balanced between stars and sea.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful poem.
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