Poem

Departed to the judgment,

Emily Dickinson
Departed to the judgment, A mighty afternoon; Great clouds like ushers leaning, Creation looking on. The flesh surrendered, cancelled The bodiless begun; Two worlds, like audiences, disperse And leave the soul alone.

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