I don't think I've posted Emily here before. And I don't think I've really posted poetry on here for a while either. There is another post inside my head, too...has to do with another thing we have been created for. But it's not ready yet, and I need to appease my avid readership. :) So I give you Emily.She is pretty amazing and there isn't any other poet that writes with the same style of verve. So I hope you like this poem by her. Supposedly, this posthumously famous poet captures the unhealthy adulation of millions of guys who read poetry...I can somewhat see why, but she hasn't gotten me yet. :) So, without further ado, I present:
A Thought Went Up My Mind To-Day
Emily Dickinson
A thought went up my mind to-day
That I have had before,
But did not finish,--some way back,
I could not fix the year,
Nor where it went, nor why it came
The second time to me,
Nor definitely what it was,
Have I the art to say.
But somewhere in my soul, I know
I've met the thing before;
It just reminded me--'t was all--
And came my way no more.
