Winter Pressure

There’s a certain Slant of light (258) by Emily Dickinson

http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15390

There’s a certain Slant of light,
Winter Afternoons – 
That oppresses, like the Heft
Of Cathedral Tunes – 

Heavenly Hurt, it gives us – 
We can find no scar,
But internal difference,
Where the Meanings, are – 

None may teach it – Any – 
‘Tis the Seal Despair – 
An imperial affliction
Sent us of the air – 

When it comes, the Landscape listens – 
Shadows – hold their breath – 
When it goes, ’tis like the Distance
On the look of Death – 

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2 responses to “Winter Pressure

  1. I love the Dickinson poem juxtaposed with those images! Thank you for allowing us to reconsider these everyday objects we encounter in life.

  2. It seems I have to annotate the last few updates after re-reading them

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