Bound&Mdash;A Trouble Poem by Emily Dickinson
Bound&Mdash;A Trouble
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Bound—a trouble—
And lives can bear it!
Limit—how deep a bleeding go!
So—many—drops—of vital scarlet—
Deal with the soul
As with Algebra!
Tell it the Ages—to a cypher—
And it will ache—contented—on—
Sing—at its pain—as any Workman—
Notching the fall of the Even Sun!
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4/18/2024 4:50:14 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Such a majestic poem. It makes me want to go paint a picture of mountains!