Emily Dickinson Feet Quotations

Our journey has advanced; / Our feet were almost come / To that odd fork in Being's road,/ Eternity by term.

I can wade Grief -- Whole Pools of it -- I'm used to that -- But the least push of Joy Breaks up my feet -- And I tip -- drunken -- Let no Pebble -- smile -- 'Twas the New Liquor -- That was all!

Is Bliss then, such Abyss, I must not put my foot amiss For fear I spoil my shoe? I'd rather suit my foot Than save my Boot -- For yet to buy another Pair is possible, At any store -- But Bliss, is sold just once. The Patent lost None buy it any more --

Faith—is the Pierless Bridge Supporting what We see Unto the Scene that We do not— Too slender for the eye It bears the Soul as bold As it were rocked in Steel With Arms of Steel at either side— It joins—behind the Veil To what, could We presume The Bridge would cease to be To Our far, vacillating Feet A first Necessity.

Knew I how to pray, to intercede for your [broken] Foot were intuitive - but I am but a Pagan.

We trust in plumed procession For such the angels go Rank after rank, with even feet/And uniforms of snow.

I stepped from plank to plank So slow and cautiously; The stars about my head I felt, About my feet the sea. I knew not but the next Would be my final inch,— This gave me that precarious gait Some call experience.

I could not prove the Years had feet-/Yet confident they run.

The WILL is always near, dear, though the feet vary.

What fortitude the Soul contains, That it can so endure The accent of a coming Foot- The opening of a Door.

Our journey had advanced; Our feet were almost come To that odd fork in Being's road, Eternity by term.