by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)

Heaven is what I cannot reach!
Language: English 
Available translation(s): GER
Heaven is what I cannot reach!
The apple on the tree,
Provided it do hopeless hang,
That "heaven" is, to me. 

The color on the cruising cloud,
The interdicted ground
Behind the hill, the house behind,-
There Paradise is found!

Her teazing Purples - Afternoons - 
The credulous - decoy - 
Enamored - of the Conjuror - 
That spurned us - Yesterday! 

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Research team for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Bertram Kottmann

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 12
Word count: 62