Wednesday, August 19, 2015

#764 as Solace

My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun (764)

My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun -
In Corners - till a Day
The Owner passed - identified -
And carried Me away -

And now We roam in Sovreign Woods -
And now We hunt the Doe -
And every time I speak for Him
The Mountains straight reply -

And do I smile, such cordial light
Opon the Valley glow -
It is as a Vesuvian face
Had let it’s pleasure through -

And when at Night - Our good Day done -
I guard My Master’s Head -
’Tis better than the Eider Duck’s
Deep Pillow - to have shared -

To foe of His - I’m deadly foe -
None stir the second time -
On whom I lay a Yellow Eye -
Or an emphatic Thumb -

Though I than He - may longer live
He longer must - than I -
For I have but the power to kill,
Without - the power to die -

Emily Dickinson 


  1. I love to see these pictures when your kids are on gathered on your bed. Like a little safe and warm boat in the middle of the world.
    And those blue toenails, or is it purple - smashing!

  2. I love Liv's comment about your bed being like a warm boat for your kids...that is often how I think of my own bed...a refuge. I hope all goes well for Sophie with the new aide...

  3. That photograph is wonderful. Such connection and love.

  4. The photograph and words are perfect.


  5. This is the perfect pairing of word and image.❤

  6. Mmmmm. That photo is exquisite. Your boys have grown up with their hearts wide open to their sister. They are better men for it.

  7. What a photo: You and your children intertwined body and soul.



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