Hello All!
I have been away at work. I have been working on my final full-length book which I am very excited to release this Fall.
It will not be my final book, but it will be my final full-length fictional story.
The book I am about to release allowed me to do lots of research over the summer. The majority of my summer has been reading books and researching. My research led me back to the poetry of Emily Dickinson. I had not really read Dickinson since college. Once I started going through her collection, I remembered how much I really did love her work. This particular poem stood out to me so I wanted to share.
Enjoy!
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This World is not Conclusion
A Species stands beyond –
Invisible, as Music –
But positive, as Sound –
It beckons, and it baffles –
Philosophy – don’t know –
And through a Riddle, at the last –
Sagacity, must go –
To guess it, puzzles scholars –
To gain it, Men have borne
Contempt of Generations
And Crucifixion, shown –
Faith slips – and laughs, and rallies –
Blushes, if any see –
Plucks at a twig of Evidence –
And asks a Vane, the way –
Much Gesture, from the Pulpit –
Strong Hallelujahs roll –
Narcotics cannot still the Tooth
That nibbles at the soul –
Mindful Impressions 