Luce Stellare ~ Starlight

A Journal reflecting on the softer side of life. A little mystical. Sometimes magical

Tag Archives: Emily Dickinson

The Blue Bell

The Bluebell is the sweetest flower That waves in summer air: Its blossoms have the mightiest power To soothe my spirit’s care. There is a spell in purple heath Too wildly, sadly dear; The violet has a fragrant breath, But fragrance will not cheer, The trees are bare, the sun is cold, And seldom, seldom …

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The Judge is Like the Owl

Poem by Emily Dickinson The Judge is like the Owl— I’ve heard my Father tell— And Owls do build in Oaks— So here’s an Amber Sill— That slanted in my Path— When going to the Barn— And if it serve You for a House— Itself is not in vain— About the price—’tis small— I only …

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