Religion
My soul accused me
From Further Poems of Emily Dickinson (1929)
Religion
My soul accused me
And I quailed
As tongue of diamond
Had reviled.
All else accused me
And I smiled,
My soul that morning
Was my friend.
Her favor is the best
Disdain
Toward artifice of Time
Or Men,
But her disdain—'twere
Cooler bear
A finger of enameled fire!
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Dickinson, Emily. “My soul accused me.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/550/.
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Dickinson, Emily. “My soul accused me.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/550/.
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