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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 5, Poema 36
XXXVI.
SIGHT.
Before
I
got
my
eye
put
out,
I
liked
as
well
to
see
As
other
creatures
that
have
eyes,
And
know
no
other
way.
But
were
it
told
to
me,
today,
That
I
might
have
the
sky
For
mine,
I
tell
you
that
my
heart
Would
split,
for
size
of
me.
The
meadows
belong
to
me,
the
mountains
too,
—
All
forests,
endless
stars,
As
much
of
the
midday
as
I
could
grasp
Between
my
limited
eyes.
The
graceful
flight
of
dipping
birds,
The
lightning's
jagged
path,
For
me
to
observe
whenever
I
wished,
—
The
knowledge
would
strike
me
dead!
So
it's
safer,
I
suppose,
with
just
my
soul
Gazing
through
the
windowpane
Where
other
beings
place
their
eyes,
Unaware
of
the
sun's
danger.
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