Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886) was an American poet. Virtually unknown in her lifetime, Dickinson has come to be regarded as one of the greatest American poets of the 19th century. Although she wrote (at latest count) 1789 poems, only a few of them were published in her lifetime, all anonymously, and some perhaps without her knowledge.
Faith — is the Pierless Bridge Supporting what We see Unto the Scene that We do not — Too slender for the eye It bears the Soul as bold As it were rocked in Steel With Arms of Steel at either side — It joins — behind the Veil To what, could We presume The Bridge would cease to be To Our far, vacillating Feet A first Necessity.
I reason, earth is short, And anguish absolute. And many hurt; But what of that? I reason, we could die: The best vitality Cannot excel decay; But what of that? I reason that in heaven Somehow, it will be even, Some new equation given; But what of that?
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