Lyric Poem · Peace
"Heaven"—is what I cannot reach!
"Heaven" — is what I cannot reach!
The Apple on the Tree —
Provided it do hopeless — hang —
That — "Heaven" is — to Me!
The Color, on the Cruising Cloud —
The interdicted Land —
Behind the Hill — the House behind —
There — Paradise — is found!
Her teasing Purples — Afternoons —
The credulous — decoy —
Enamored — of the Conjuror —
That spurned us — Yesterday!
This poem is in the public domain.
“"Heaven"—is what I cannot reach!” by Emily Dickinson — quilloak.com/poems/heaven-is-what-i-cannot-reach
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