Thursday, April 8, 2010

Nec Aspera Terrent

I have a phone interview with a publishing company in Chi-town today and one with The American Spectator tomorrow, so, with my thoughts have been preoccupied of late with the future, I thought this poem apt.

"I dwell in Possibility" by Emily Dickinson

I dwell in Possibility--
A fairer House than Prose--
More numerous of Windows--
Superior--for Doors--

Of Chambers as the Cedars--
Impregnable of Eye--
And for an Everlasting Roof
The Gambrels of the Sky--

Of Visitors--the fairest--
For Occupation--This--
The spreading wide my narrow Hands
To gather Paradise--

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