Lyric Poem · Life
There is a pain—so utter
There is a pain — so utter —
It swallows substance up —
Then covers the Abyss with Trance —
So Memory can step
Around — across — upon it —
As one within a Swoon —
Goes safely — where an open eye —
Would drop Him — Bone by Bone.
This poem is in the public domain.
“There is a pain—so utter” by Emily Dickinson — quilloak.com/poems/there-is-a-pain-so-utter
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