Saturday, January 28, 2023

365 by Emily Dickinson

 

"I" created the image above using the Midjourney server in Discord by typing these words: "forest landscape, in the distance a small dark-haired woman without a hat, alone in a forest , in very simple white 19th century dress, looks for something hidden, cinematic, realistic photo " I am not sure which artists had their work ripped off by this process . . . 

365

I know that He exists.
Somewhere – in silence –
He has hid his rare life
From our gross eyes.

’Tis an instant’s play –
’Tis a fond Ambush –
Just to make Bliss
Earn her own surprise!

But – should the play
Prove piercing earnest –
Should the glee – glaze –
In Death’s – stiff – stare –

Would not the fun
Look too expensive!
Would not the jest –
Have crawled too far!

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