Nothing New

Classic writing, modern delivery

Emily Dickinson · Poems

Poem 389 of 446 · Third Series: Time and Eternity

Poem 2

— ✻ —

We learn in the retreating
How vast an one
Was recently among us.
A perished sun

Endears in the departure
How doubly more
Than all the golden presence
It was before!

Receive Emily Dickinson one poem at a time, on your schedule.
Subscribe →