Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Contrast

A door just opened on a street --
  I, lost, was passing by --
An instant's width of warmth disclosed,
  And wealth, and company.

The door as sudden shut, and I,
  I, lost, was passing by, --
Lost doubly, but by contrast most,
  Enlightening misery.

1. What Soft, Cherubic Creatures
2. Desire
3. Lay This Laurel on the One
4. Is Bliss, Then, Such Abyss
5. Thanksgiving Day

Robinson Jeffers Contrast ("The world has many seas, Mediterranean, Atlantic")

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