2.10.2009

poem.

Recenty I've been reading poetry and trying to like it. Mostly it's a failure. But occasionally I find a brilliant one that I enjoy. Here is the first stanza of one by Emily Dickenson.

"Through the straight pass of suffering
The martyrs stately trod,
Thier feet upon tempation,
Thier faces upon God. "

I'd like to be like that someday.

2 comments:

Mac said...

Nice poem, dams.

a voice in the desert... said...

ah, a fav :)