Great pace of horses wild
A wind runs past a mountain peak;
The bop trades, indeliberate
Of the speed at full swing.
Arteries celestial
No rate goes beyond —
Wonder, if the Sun would fancy
A kiss, of heavens open.
Copyright © Teresa Pelka
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.
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