Emily Dickinson 249

UCBPride

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Wild Nights! Wild Nights!
Were I with thee,
Wild Nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile the winds
To a heart in port, --
Done with the compass,
Done with the chart!

Rowing in Eden!
Ah! the sea!
Might I but moor
To-night in Thee!



I have to write 4 pages on this poem and so far Im totally lost. Can anyone give me some ideas?
 

adams

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What exactly are you looking for?

Seems like a basic love poem. If he was with her, nothing could cause him problems.