Fascicle Three, Sheet 1c

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Bonaventure, Cemetery, Emily Dickinson, Infrared, photography, Poetry

Infrared, Bonaventure Cemetery, Savannah, Georgia.

Within my reach!
I could have touched!
I might have chanced that way!
Soft sauntered thro’ the village–
Sauntered as soft away!
So unsuspected Violets
Within the meadows go–
Too late for striving fingers
That passed, an hour ago!
~~Emily Dickinson, c. spring 1859

Fascicle Three, Sheet 1a

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Angel, Bonaventure, Cemetery, Emily Dickinson, photography, Poetry

Delayed till she has ceased to know–
Delayed till in its vest of snow
Her loving bosom lay–
An hour behind the fleeting breath–
Later by just an hour than Death–
Oh lagging Yesterday!

Could she have guessed that it w’d be–
Could but a crier of the joy
Have climbed the distant hill–
Had not the bliss so slow a pace
Who knows but this surrendered face
Were undefeated still?

Oh if there may departing be
Any forgot by Victory
In her imperial round–
Show them this meek appareled thing
That could not stop to be a king–
Doubtful if it be crowned!
~~Emily Dickinson, c. spring 1859

Fascicle Two, Sheet 4e

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Angel, Cemetery, Emily Dickinson, photography, Poetry

Greenwood Cemetery, Montgomery, Alabama.

Once more, my now bewildered Dove
Bestirs her puzzled wings.
Once more, her mistress, on the deep
Her troubled questions flings–

Thrice to the floating casement
The Patriarch’s bird returned–
Courage! My brave Columba!
There may yet be Land!
~~Emily Dickinson, c. spring 1859

Fascicle Two, Sheet 4c

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Angel, Bonaventure, Cemetery, Emily Dickinson, photography, Poetry

I keep my pledge.
I was not called–
Death did not notice me.
I bring my Rose–
I plight again–
By every sainted Bee–
By Daisy called from hillside–
By Bobolink from lane–
Blossom and I–
Her oath, and mine–
Will surely come again–
~~Emily Dickinson, c. spring 1859

Fascicle Two, Sheet 3f

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Bonaventure, Cemetery, Emily Dickinson, Jesus, photography, Poetry

Bonaventure Cemetery, Savannah, Georgia

Could live–did live–
Could die–did die–
Could smile upon the whole
Through faith in one he met not–
To introduce his soul–

Could go from scene familiar
To an untraversed spot–
Could contemplate the journey
With unpuzzled heart–

Such trust had one among us–
Among us not today–
We who saw the launching
Never sailed the Bay!
~~Emily Dickinson, c. early 1859

Fascicle Two, Sheet 3e

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Bonaventure, Emily Dickinson, photography, Poetry

Bonaventure Cemetery, Savannah, Georgia

A Day! Help! Help!
Another Day!
Your prayers–Oh Passerby!
From such a common ball as this
Might date a Victory!
From marshallings as simple
The flags of nations swang.
Steady–my soul! What issues
Upon this arrow hang!
~~Emily Dickinson, c. early 1859