Sunset at Night—is natural, par Emily Dickinson

Sunset at Night—is natural

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Sunset at Night—is natural—

But Sunset on the Dawn

Reverses Nature—Master—

So Midnight’s—due—at Noon.

Eclipses be—predicted—

And Science bows them in—

But do one face us suddenly—

Jehovah’s Watch—is wrong.

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673 The Love a Life can show Below Is but a filament, I know, Of that diviner thing That faints upon the face of Noon…

He fumbles at your spirit As players at the keys Before they drop full music on; He stuns you by degrees, Prepares your brittle substance

667 Bloom upon the Mountain—stated— Blameless of a Name— Efflorescence of a Sunset— Reproduced—the same—

75 She died at play, Gambolled away Her lease of spotted hours, Then sank as gaily as a Turn

137 Flowers—Well—if anybody Can the ecstasy define— Half a transport—half a trouble— With which flowers humble men:

124 In lands I never saw—they say Immortal Alps look down— Whose Bonnets touch the firmament… Whose Sandals touch the town—

938 Fairer through Fading—as the Day Into the Darkness dips away— Half Her Complexion of the Sun— Hindering—Haunting—Perishing—

653 Of Being is a Bird The likest to the Down An Easy Breeze do put afloat The General Heavens—upon—

364 The Morning after Woe— ’Tis frequently the Way— Surpasses all that rose before— For utter Jubilee—

422 More Life—went out—when He went Than Ordinary Breath— Lit with a finer Phosphor— Requiring in the Quench—

492 Civilization—spurns—the Leopard! Was the Leopard—bold? Deserts—never rebuked her Satin— Ethiop—her Gold—

There cam a Wind like a Bugle - It quivered through the Grass And a Green Chill upon the Heat So ominous did pass We barred the Windows and the Doo…

708 I sometimes drop it, for a Quick— The Thought to be alive— Anonymous Delight to know— And Madder—to conceive—

724 It’s easy to invent a Life— God does it—every Day— Creation—but the Gambol Of His Authority—

835 Nature and God—I neither knew Yet Both so well knew me They startled, like Executors Of My identity.