I dwell in Possibility

by Emily Dickinson

  


I dwell in Possibility —

  A fairer House than Prose —

  More numerous of Windows —

  Superior — for Doors —

  Of Chambers as the Cedars —

  Impregnable of Eye —

  And for an Everlasting Roof

  The Gambrels of the Sky —

  Of Visitors — the fairest —

  For Occupation — This —

  The spreading wide my narrow Hands

  To gather Paradise —


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