Friday, April 20, 2012

A Wounded Deer Leaps Highest - Emily Dickinson

"A wounded deer leaps highest,
I've heard the hunter tell;
'T is but the ecstasy of death,
And then the brake is still.

"The smitten rock that gushes,
The trampled steel that springs;
A cheek is always redder
Just where the hectic stings!"

Thanks to The Literary Overview

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