Grief is a mouse –
And chooses Wainscot in the Breast
For His Shy House –
And baffles quest –
Grief is a Thief – quick startled –
Pricks His Ear – report to hear
Of that Vast Dark –
That swept His Being – back –
Grief is a Juggler – boldest at the Play –
Lest if He flinch – the eye that way
Pounce on His Bruises – One – say – or Three –
Grief is a Gourmand – spare His luxury –
Best Grief is Tongueless – before He’ll tell –
Burn Him in the Public Square –
His Ashes – will
Possibly – if they refuse – How then know –
Since a Rack couldn’t coax a syllable – now.(c)Эмили Дикинсон