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There's a certain Slant of light,
Winter Afternoons--
That opresses, like the Heft
Of Cathedral Tunes--

Heavenly Hurt, it gives us--
We can find no scar,
But internal difference,
Where the meanings are--

None may teach it--Any--
'Tis the Seal Despair--
An imperial affliction
Sent us of the Air--

When it comes, the Landscape listens--
Shadows--hold their breath--
When it goes, 'tis like the Distance
On the look of Death--

2007-02-17 12:48:17 · 2 answers · asked by Ashlyn 1 in Arts & Humanities Books & Authors

2 answers

needing a nap in the aftenoon in winter.....I mean being so desperately tired that one can't hold one's eyes open.

2007-02-17 12:56:19 · answer #1 · answered by iammsblue 2 · 0 0

depression is coming soon

2007-02-17 12:59:05 · answer #2 · answered by EEL 2 · 0 0

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