Emily Dickinson

There is a solitude of space
A solitude of sea
A solitude of death, but these
Society shall be
Compared with that profounder site
That polar privacy
A soul admitted to itself —
Finite Infinity.

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  1. shinichi says:

    Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924.

    Part Five: The Single Hound

    XXV

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