The Mind
I reason, earth is short
The Mind
I reason, earth is short,
And anguish absolute,
And many hurt;
But what of that?
I reason, we could die:
The best vitality
Cannot excel decay;
But what of that?
I reason that in heaven
Somehow, it will be even,
Some new equation given;
But what of that?
Cite this poem
MLA
Dickinson, Emily. “I reason, earth is short.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/97/.
Chicago
Dickinson, Emily. “I reason, earth is short.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/97/.
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