(A poem by Emily Dickinson)
My Wheel is in the dark.
I cannot see a spoke –
Yet know it’s dripping feet
Go round and round.
My foot is on the tide –
An unfrequented road
Yet have all roads
A “Clearing” at the end.
Some have resigned the Loom –
Some – in the busy tomb
Find quaint employ.
Some with new – stately feet
Pass royal thro’ the gate
Flinging the problem back, at you and I.
Emily Dickinson was an American poet who is widely considered one of the most original and influential poets of the 19th century. That despite the fact that less than a dozen of her nearly eighteen hundred poems were published during her lifetime.