Danial's

On the Border between "To Be" & "Not to Be"

Such a quiet poem, a poem of ultimate, utter silence, and yet there is the sound of a voice in this language: Ample make this Bed./ Make this Bed with Awe. / In it wait till Judgment break, / Excellent and Fair. / Be its Mattress straight. / Be its Pillow round. / Let no Sunrise' yellow noise, / Interrupt this Ground. / -Emily Dickinson-

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