The Mind
Down Time's quaint stream
From The Single Hound (1914)
The Mind
Down Time's quaint stream
Without an oar,
We are enforced to sail,
Our Port—a secret—
Our Perchance—a gale.
What Skipper would
Incur the risk,
What Buccaneer would ride,
Without a surety from the wind
Or schedule of the tide?
Cite this poem
MLA
Dickinson, Emily. “Down Time's quaint stream.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/649/.
Chicago
Dickinson, Emily. “Down Time's quaint stream.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/649/.
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