Heaven”—Is What I Cannot Reach!/Poem share/by Emily Dickinson

“Heaven”—is what I cannot reach!
The Apple on the Tree—
Provided it do hopeless—hang—
That—”He aven” 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!

Emily Dickinson

sun light shining down from the sky

Photo by Angele J on Pexels.com

Advertisements

2 thoughts on “Heaven”—Is What I Cannot Reach!/Poem share/by Emily Dickinson

Feel free to comment below

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.