Stone of stumbling and rock of offense (wordweaverlynn) wrote,
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National Poetry Month: Emily Dickinson

Remorse is memory awake,
Her companies astir,---
A presence of departed acts
At window and at door.

It's past set down before the soul,
And lighted with a match,
Perusal to facilitate
Of its condensed despatch.

Remorse is cureless,---the disease
Not even God can heal;
For 't is his institution,---
The complement of hell.

--Emily Dickinson

This is the edited version that first appeared in 1896.

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