I like a look of Agony, Because I know it's true — Men do not sham Convulsion, Nor simulate a Throe — The Eyes glaze once — and that is Death — Impos… - Emily Dickinson

I like a look of agony, because I know it's true

"Es un raro placer que nos ahorma
hallar un viejo libro
con la ropa que usaba en aquel tiempo,
creo que un privilegio.

Cogerle de la mano venerable,
calentarla en la nuestra
y dar un paso o dos hacia el pasado,
al tiempo en que era joven".

"The Overtakelessness of Those
Who have accomplished Death -
Majestic is to me beyond
The majesties of Earth -
The Soul her "Not at Home"
Inscribes upon the Flesh -
And takes a fine aerial gait
Beyond the Writ of Touch."

If you were coming in the Fall,
I'd brush the Summer by
With half a smile and half a spurn,
As Housewives do a Fly.

If I could see you in a year,
I'd wind the months in balls — And put them each in separate Drawers,
For fear the numbers fuse — If only Centuries, delayed,
I'd count them on my Hand,
Subtracting, till my fingers dropped
Into Van Diemen's land.

If certain, when this life was out,
That yours and mine should be,
I ’d toss it yonder like a rind,
And taste eternity.

But, now, uncertain of the length
Of this, that is between,
It goads me, like the Goblin Bee,
That will not state — its sting.