MY cocoon tightens, colors tease,
I’m feeling for the air;
A dim capacity for wings
Degrades the dress I wear.
A power of butterfly must be
The aptitude to fly;
Meadows of majesty concede
And easy sweep of sky.
So I must baffle at the hint
And cipher at the sign,
And make much blunder, if at last
I take the clew divine.
First print Time and Eternity VI, 6
Johnson 129 | Franklin 142
■→Poems, first print by Higginson and Todd, page 115;
Stanza 2 semicolon for thematic delineation; verb agreement, meadows concede, sweep of sky.
A D V E R T I S E M E N T
The world may never have seen her original handwriting, if her skill was taken for supernatural. Feel welcome to Poems by Emily Dickinson prepared for print by Teresa Pelka: thematic stanzas, notes on the Greek and Latin inspiration, the correlative with Webster 1828, and the Aristotelian motif, Things perpetual — these are not in time, but in eternity.