The Poets light but Lamps

Emily Dickinson

The Poets light but Lamps—

Themselves—go out—

The Wicks they stimulate—

If vital Light

Inhere as do the Suns—

Each Age a Lens

Disseminating their

Circumference—

The poets light but lamps themselves go out. The first line of Dickinson is modest, yet at such a modern time it seems to be so untimely. Read the rest of this entry »