Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Lost Thought
Updated May 6, 2020 |
Infoplease Staff
The Lost Thought
I felt a clearing in my mind
As if my brain had split;
I tried to match it, seam by seam,
But could not make them fit.
As if my brain had split;
I tried to match it, seam by seam,
But could not make them fit.
The thought behind I strove to join
Unto the thought before,
But sequence ravelled out of reach
Like balls upon a floor.
Unto the thought before,
But sequence ravelled out of reach
Like balls upon a floor.
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