Wild Nights — Wild Nights!
Were I with thee
Wild Nights should be
Our luxury!
Futile — the Winds —
To a Heart in port —
Done with the Compass —
Done with the Chart!
Rowing in Eden —
Ah, the Sea!
Might I but moor — Tonight —
In Thee!
Source: PoetryinVoice.com
To learn more about Emily Dickinson you can visit our blog post “A Short Bio on Emily Dickinson and the Poem that Captured Me”.
You might also enjoy Frost’s Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, The Road not Taken, Ghost House, and Mending Wall.
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