Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

Hope is a strange invention - Poem by Emily Dickinson

Hope is a strange invention -
A Patent of the Heart -
In unremitting action
Yet never wearing out -

Of this electric Adjunct
Not anything is known
But its unique momentum
Embellish all we own -


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 26, 2016



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