The Heart Asks Pleasure—First—

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The Heart asks Pleasure—first—

And then—Excuse from Pain—

And then—those little Anodynes

That deaden suffering—


And then—to go to sleep—

And then—if it should be

The will of its Inquisitor

The privilege to die—

—Emily Dickinson, 1862

8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Kitty
    Sep 18, 2012 @ 09:25:13

    You OK, Sweetie? Have some time to talk ever? One thing that helps me lately is to remind myself that there are people who love me. Plain and simple. Even when I can’t FEEL loved, there is love.

    I love you. Talk to me soon. Kitty


  2. pegoleg
    Sep 18, 2012 @ 13:26:54

    Let’s go back up to the first lines, Sandy. Or if you have to, to the Anodynes. Where can we get some of those – WalMart probably, they sell everything.
    Keep reading lovely words to remind you of what is lovely here in the world.

    I’m thinking of you and hoping tomorrow is better.


  3. Dee Ready
    Sep 18, 2012 @ 16:24:09

    Dear Sandy Sue, Emily always speaks to me and today she reminded me of a poem by Wendell Berry:

    To go in the dark with a light is to know the light.
    To know the dark, go dark. Go without sight,
    and find that the dark, too, blooms and sings,
    and is traveled by dark feet and dark wings.



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