Poems by Emily Dickinson: XXIV ("Whether my bark")

Updated May 6, 2020 | Infoplease Staff
by Emily Dickinson
Unreturning
XXV

XXIV

Whether my bark went down at sea,
Whether she met with gales,
Whether to isles enchanted
She bent her docile sails;
By what mystic mooring
She is held to-day, —
This is the errand of the eye
Out upon the bay.
 
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