Come slowly
a poem by Emily Dickinson
Come slowly, Eden
Lips unused to thee.
Bashful, sip thy jasmines,
As the fainting bee,
Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums,
Counts his nectars -alights,
And is lost in balms!
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When Emily Dickinson first wrote this poem, before editors messed with it, it looked like this:
ReplyDeleteCome slowly - Eden!
Lips unused to Thee -
Bashful - sip they Jessamines -
as the fainting Bee -
Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums -
Counts his nectars -
Enters - and is lost in Balms.
Those extra dashes give it a much more seductive pace, don't think?