Crumbling Is Not An Instant's Act Poem by Emily Dickinson

Crumbling Is Not An Instant's Act

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Crumbling is not an instant's Act
A fundamental pause
Dilapidation's processes
Are organized Decays.

'Tis first a Cobweb on the Soul
A Cuticle of Dust
A Borer in the Axis
An Elemental Rust—

Ruin is formal—Devil's work
Consecutive and slow—
Fail in an instant, no man did
Slipping—is Crash's law.

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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

Amherst / Massachusetts
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