Eridanis
Bard 7/Mod (ret) 10/Mgr 3
The soul selects her own society,
Then shuts the door;
On her divine majority
Obtrude no more.
Unmoved, she notes the chariot's pausing
At her low gate;
Unmoved, an emperor is kneeling
Upon her mat.
I've known her from an ample nation
Choose one;
Then close the valves of her attention
Like stone.
- Emily Dickinson
.. except that we tend to keep inviting those in the chariots in for tea and cookies. A mighty big house we have, here. And we are all better for it.
(Edit: might as well spell the poet's name correctly. Sheesh.)
Then shuts the door;
On her divine majority
Obtrude no more.
Unmoved, she notes the chariot's pausing
At her low gate;
Unmoved, an emperor is kneeling
Upon her mat.
I've known her from an ample nation
Choose one;
Then close the valves of her attention
Like stone.
- Emily Dickinson
.. except that we tend to keep inviting those in the chariots in for tea and cookies. A mighty big house we have, here. And we are all better for it.
(Edit: might as well spell the poet's name correctly. Sheesh.)
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