cray cray | Pretendbians: Exactly Like Lesbians, Except Not

And this, for some reason:

Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924.

Part One: LifeLXI

EACH life converges to some centre
Expressed or still;
Exists in every human nature
A goal,

Admitted scarcely to itself, it may be,	5
Too fair
For credibility’s temerity
To dare.

Adored with caution, as a brittle heaven,
To reach	10
Were hopeless as the rainbow’s raiment
To touch,

Yet persevered toward, surer for the distance;
How high
Unto the saints’ slow diligence	15
The sky!

Ungained, it may be, by a life’s low venture,
But then,
Eternity enables the endeavoring
Again.	20

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