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My period had come for Prayer

by Emily Dickinson

My period had come for Prayer —

No other Art — would do —

My Tactics missed a rudiment —

Creator — Was it you?

God grows above — so those who pray

Horizons — must ascend —

And so I stepped upon the North

To see this Curious Friend —

His House was not — no sign had He —

By Chimney — nor by Door

Could I infer his Residence —

Vast Prairies of Air

Unbroken by a Settler —

Were all that I could see —

Infinitude — Had'st Thou no Face

That I might look on Thee?

The Silence condescended —

Creation stopped — for Me —

But awed beyond my errand —

I worshipped — did not "pray" —

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Poem
My period had come for Prayer
Poet
Emily Dickinson
Length
20 lines
Form
Lyric Poem
Themes
Peace, Friendship

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20 lines · 5 quatrains
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Emily Dickinson1830–1886
Source record
PoetryDBMy period had come for Prayer by emily-dickinson, PoetryDB transcription
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