I felt a cleaving in my mind

by Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

I felt a cleaving in my mind
  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.





Last updated June 21, 2015