linaji

AND

I send Two Sunsets -
Day and I – in compitition ran -
I finished two – and several stars -
While He – was making one -

His own was ampler – but as I
Was saying to a friend -
Mine – is the more convenient
To Carry in the hand -

How lovely, Lina, your first choice above is also one of my very favorites! Thanks for thinking of me! xxxxxx

It’s really hard to select just one of her poems – lol – or one that goes with any photo I’ve ever taken but I’ll give it a shot – here’s the poem first – one of them at least:

YOU left me, sweet, two legacies,—
A legacy of love
A Heavenly Father would content,
Had He the offer of;

You left me boundaries of pain 5
Capacious as the sea,
Between eternity and time,
Your consciousness and me.

And perhaps this photo is closest to that –

sorry – of course the 5 doesn’t belong there – lol.

I couldn’t resist – I thought of another that would go with one of my pics…

Have you got a brook in your little heart,
Where bashful flowers blow,
And blushing birds go down to drink,
And shadows tremble so?

And nobody knows, so still it flows,
That any brook is there;
And yet your little draught of life
Is daily drunken there.

Then look out for the little brook in March,
When the rivers overflow,
And the snows come hurrying from the hills,
And the bridges often go.

And later, in August it may be,
When the meadows parching lie,
Beware, lest this little brook of life
Some burning noon go dry!

Lianne’s choice is beautiful, I have that one in a small chapbook of her collected works. And the photo reflects it wonderfully!

And Lina, I neglected to mention how beautiful your photo is and how well it demonstrates “Heart, we will forget him…” :-)

Wow you ladies are inspiring me to go out and get a book of poetry by Emily Dickinson. Great images and wonderful poetry! :-)

OH YEA!

I hide myself within my flower,
That wearing on your breast,
You, unsuspecting, wear me too -
And angels know the rest.

I hide myself within my flower,
That, fading from your vase,
You, unuspecting, feel for me
Almost a loneliness.

I NEVER saw a moor,
I never saw the sea;
Yet know I how the heather looks,
And what a wave must be.
I never spoke with God, 5
Nor visited in heaven;
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the chart were given.

— I cannot add a photo until I aget home later tonight but wanted to add this poem … my favorite.

—Judi

AH …yes but I have a special shot in mind for this one … But it is a home on my home PC … and I am at work … and go to a 2nd job tonight so I will not get back until late. But will try to remember … And hey, thanks … heaven’s light has been shining down on me lately … and it is soooo good. Wanna come under my light umbrella with me? There is plenty of room!

Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality.

We slowly drove – He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility –

We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess – in the Ring –
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –
We passed the Setting Sun –

Or rather – He passed us –
The Dews drew quivering and chill –
For only Gossamer, my Gown –
My Tippet – only Tulle –

We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground –
The Roof was scarcely visible –
The Cornice – in the Ground –
[IMG]http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/redlara/BlackHorseEdit550×368.jpg[/IMG]
Since then – ‘tis Centuries – and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses’ Heads
Were toward Eternity –

http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/redlara/BlackHorseEdit550×368.jpg
http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/redlara/?action=view&current=BlackHorseEdit550×368.jpg

How clever you are! Hey, here’s an idea: Why don’r you & Rhonda start a group about the master poets and ask the members to add images that relate to the poem! I will join too!