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| I've dropped my Brain -- My Soul is numb --
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| Written by: | Emily Dickinson (other works)
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| Poem #: | 1046
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| Language: | English
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| Type: | Poetry
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| Preceded by: | Nature rarer uses Yellow -1045-
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| Succeeded by: | The Opening and the Close -1047-
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I've dropped my Brain -- My Soul is numb --
The Veins that used to run
Stop palsied -- 'tis Paralysis
Done perfecter on stone
Vitality is Carved and cool.
My nerve in Marble lies --
A Breathing Woman
Yesterday -- Endowed with Paradise.
Not dumb -- I had a sort that moved --
A Sense that smote and stirred --
Instincts for Dance -- a caper part --
An Aptitude for Bird --
Who wrought Carrara in me
And chiselled all my tune
Were it a Witchcraft -- were it Death --
I've still a chance to strain
To Being, somewhere -- Motion -- Breath --
Though Centuries beyond,
And every limit a Decade --
I'll shiver, satisfied.
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