You ask me why I dwell in the green mountain;
I smile and make no reply for my heart is free of care.
As the peach-blossom flows down stream and is gone into the unknown,
I have a world apart that is not among men
.…and another favorite, for its harsh truth:
Much madness is divinest sense
To a discerning eye;
Much sense the starkest madness.
’T is the majority In this, as all, prevails.
Assent, and you are sane;
Demur,—you ’re straightway dangerous,
And handled with a chain.
- Emily Dickinson
Please share your favorite poem(s)? And why…
- Emily Dickinson
Please share your favorite poem(s)? And why…
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