I’ve decided to have a working week of poems. A post each day.
I’m not going to comment on why I like them (other than generic comments). But I hope you do to.
Please note: there are many different versions of Emily Dickinson’s poems – this is the version I think is the best.
ONE NEED NOT BE A CHAMBER TO BE HAUNTED – Emily Dickinson
One need not be a Chamber to be Haunted,
One need not be a House
The Brain has Corridors surpassing
Far safer, of a Midnight Meeting
Than its interior Confronting
That cooler Host.
Far safer, through an Abbey gallop,
The Stones a’chase
Than Unarmed, one’s a’self encounter
In lonesome Place
Ourself behind ourself, concealed
Should startle most
Assassin hid in our Apartment
Be Horror’s least.
The Body borrows a Revolver
He bolts the Door
O’erlooking a superior spectre