Today's poem is of Emily Dickenson, that great poet of 19th-century America with her love of nature and her questionings of the divine. I see this poem as great, for its enthusiasm and its wonder. It is on the subject of this web log in the wide sense. Matters of heart and soul are very much with us these days, in America and beyond. Desires fierce and soft break all around. To put emotions into such poetry as Emily Dickenson does is of inestimable value, and precious, even.
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As that diviner Brand
The Soul achieves -- Herself --
To drink -- or set away
For Visitor -- Or Sacrament --
'Tis not of holiday
To stimulate a Man
Who hath the Ample Rhine
Within his Closet -- Best you can
Exhale in offering.
-- c. 1862
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Exhilaration -- is within --
There can no Outer WineSo royally intoxicate
As that diviner Brand
The Soul achieves -- Herself --
To drink -- or set away
For Visitor -- Or Sacrament --
'Tis not of holiday
To stimulate a Man
Who hath the Ample Rhine
Within his Closet -- Best you can
Exhale in offering.
-- c. 1862
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