The Mind
I found the phrase to every thought
The Mind
I found the phrase to every thought
I ever had, but one;
And that defies me, -- as a hand
Did try to chalk the sun
To races nurtured in the dark; --
How would your own begin?
Can blaze be done in cochineal,
Or noon in mazarin?
Cite this poem
MLA
Dickinson, Emily. “I found the phrase to every thought.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/119/.
Chicago
Dickinson, Emily. “I found the phrase to every thought.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/119/.
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