mvaljean525: The Soul has Bandaged moments –When too appalled to stir –She feels some ghastly Fright
mvaljean525: The Soul has Bandaged moments –When too appalled to stir –She feels some ghastly Fright come upAnd stop to look at her –Salute her, with long fingers –Caress her freezing hair –Sip, Goblin, from the very lipsThe Lover – hovered – o’er –Unworthy, that a thought so meanAccost a Theme – so – fair –The soul has moments of escape –When bursting all the doors –She dances like a Bomb, abroad,And swings opon the Hours,As do the Bee – delirious borne –Long Dungeoned from his Rose –Touch Liberty – then know no more,But Noon, and Paradise –The Soul’s retaken moments –When, Felon led along,With shackles on the plumed feet,And staples, in the song,The Horror welcomes her, again,These, are not brayed of Tongue –—-The Soul has Bandaged moments (360)Emily Dickinson 1830-1886—-Graphic - Laurie Lipton (B.1953) -- source link