Emily Dickinson (10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)
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Poems by Emily Dickinson : 3 / 1084
"Heaven" has different Signs—to me
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"Heaven" has different Signs—to me—
Sometimes, I think that Noon
Is but a symbol of the Place—
And when again, at Dawn,
A mighty look runs round the World
And settles in the Hills—
An Awe if it should be like that
Upon the Ignorance steals—
The Orchard, when the Sun is on—
The Triumph of the Birds
When they together Victory make—
Some Carnivals of Clouds—
The Rapture of a finished Day—
Returning to the West—
All these—remind us of the place
That Men call "paradise"—
Itself be fairer—we suppose—
But how Ourself, shall be
Adorned, for a Superior Grace—
Not yet, our eyes can see—
Emily Dickinson
Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003
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Poems by Emily Dickinson : 3 / 1084
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Maybe she was thinking about an Utopia......She does think though that heaven while living is a place unseen.
i believed, it's very be supposed to in beauty life of nature, so nice, ,
Heaven is right here right now, whilst we are lucky enough to relish nature.....a wonderful ode...
The beautiful side of mother nature~of what our eyes see here on Earth~ are but semblances of a place we can only imagine~Heaven
Lovely poem about heaven on Earth is wonderfully written for the reading pleasure of all!
clearly Emily holds creation in awe... she is mesmerised by the mundane and ordinary yet beautiful
she sees signs of a reincarnation at a different level, in day to day happenings
she speaks of the presence of GOD or the ultimate being...and the meaning of loife and death on a deeper level..
the poem is so fluid and charming.... in simplicity it is unmatched, so is the content...
a culmination of poetic discourse, i d say
abso amazing
cheers to her... a celebrated poetess par excellence
sat
i guess she's trying to describe heaven to things
availble to us and has a reservation of something
we haven't seen.
Dickinson, presented the infinite creation of GOD, in few words. Creator of the sun and dust speck earth. Giving rein to a future of uncountable beauty, in a higher realm of GODS abounding future.
Maybe she means that the world she is leaving here right now is already heaven to her and she sees examples of that in all the every day things, the simple things like the morning and the noon. perhaps heaven to her is being alive?
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