Emily Dickinson: A Light exists in Spring

Standing on the bare ground, — my head bathed by the blithe air, and uplifted into infinite space, — all mean egotism vanishes. – from Nature by Ralph Waldo Emerson

I love living in the city. I love lantern parades down the Beltline, I love Goat Farm art pieces, and I love all the bits and pieces in between. The city is fun and busy and full of life; the sort of life that amazes and frustrates and is only ever found when millions of people are crammed into a relatively small space.

It’s for all those reasons that I also so love leaving the city from time to time. So today is a double shot: a National Poetry Month reflection on nature from Emily Dickinson, and some photos from a recent trip to Raven Cliff Falls in North Georgia.

LXXXV (A Light exists in Spring)

A Light exists in Spring
Not present on the Year
At any other period —
When March is scarcely here

A Color stands abroad
On Solitary Fields
That Science cannot overtake
But Human Nature feels.

It waits upon the Lawn,
It shows the furthest Tree
Upon the furthest Slope you know
It almost speaks to you.

Then as Horizons step
Or Noons report away
Without the Formula of sound
It passes and we stay —

A quality of loss
Affecting our Content
As Trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a Sacrament.

 Raven Cliff Falls


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