I dwell in Possibility

American Emily writes about Poetry as a House with windows, doors, chambers, visitors and a roof.


I dwell in Possibility –
A fairer House than Prose –
More numerous of Windows –
Superior – for Doors –


Of Chambers as the Cedars –
Impregnable of eye –
And for an everlasting Roof
The Gambrels of the Sky –


Of Visitors – the fairest –
For Occupation – This –
The spreading wide my narrow Hands
To gather Paradise –