Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Void

Great Streets of silence led away
To Neighborhoods of Pause —
Here was no Notice — no Dissent
No Universe — no laws —

By Clocks, 't was Morning, and for Night
The Bells at Distance called —
But Epoch had no basis here
For Period exhaled. 

1. On the Tleakness of My Lot
2. Possession
3. The Moon Is Distant from the Sea
4. Triumph
5. Going

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