"Emily Dickinson, never far away" (GR, p. 28)

[Kai Frederik Lorentzen]

_[Against the Day (nano RMX)]_

The first Day's Night had come -
And grateful that a thing
So terrible - had been endured -
I told my Soul to sing -

She said her strings were snapt -
Her Bow - to atoms blown -
And so to mend her - gave me work
Until another Morn -

And then - a Day as huge
As Yesterdays in pairs,
Unrolled it's horror in my face -
Until it blocked my eyes -

My Brain - begun to laugh -
I mumbled - like a fool -
And tho' 'tis Years ago - that Day -
My Brain keeps giggling - still.

And Something's odd - within -
That person that I was -
And this One - do not feel the same -
Could it be Madness - this?


(# 423)



On 29.03.2011 12:46, Kai Frederik Lorentzen wrote:

>
> On 27.03.2011 23:19, Jed Kelestron wrote:
>
>> That's why it is important for the reader to be filled with the Holy 
>> Ghost.
>>
>>
>
> Of course it is also important for the writer/s. The poet Emily 
> Dickinson, who appears in Gravity's Rainbow (pp. 27-8), considered 
> herself to be "a bride of the Holy Ghost".
>
> Ah, Necromancy Sweet!
> Ah, Wizard erudite!
> Teach me the skill,
>
> That I instill the pain
> Surgeons assuage in vain,
> Nor Herb of all the plain
> Can heal!
>
>
> (# 168)
>
>

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