fantasy

Poem: Under the Light, yet under

Under the Light, yet under,
Under the Grass and the Dirt,
Under the Beetle's Cellar
Under the Clover's Root,

Further than Arm could stretch
Were it Giant long,
Further than Sunshine could
Were the Day Year long,

Over the Light, yet over,
Over the Arc of the Bird--
Over the Comet's chimney--
Over the Cubit's Head,

Further than Guess can gallop
Further than Riddle ride--
Oh for a Disc to the Distance
Between Ourselves and the Dead!

-Emily Dickinson
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