Newly Discovered Works

I was cleaning out some files in my iPhone's Notes app last night I found some "newly discovered works" by Emmett Lee Dickinson (Emily Dickinson's third cousin, twice removed -- at her request).  I had no notes with them -- just the poems -- so I'm not sure how/when I had planned to use them. Sooo...for now, I just thought I'd share the works below.  

For each poem, I've provided a few comments.  Under that, I've posted the poem by Emmett Lee Dickinson on the left, and then the poem Dickinson's work inspired third cousin Emily to write on the right.


1. "If I could tell how old it is":  In this poem, Emmett Lee Dickinson seems to be talking about some sort of antique?  My iPhone indicated that I added this poem to my Notes app in late June 2019, so was something going on then about some sort of aged artifact or relic?  I dunno.  So with out further ado....

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

If I could tell how old it is
I should now be so glad –
But when I can’t make out its Age,
Nor figure out its Brand,
I know it is a sign,
That olden Days did see
Now generations further off
From its Modernity.

By Emily Dickinson:

If I could tell how glad I was
I should not be so glad –
But when I cannot make the Force,
Nor mould it into Word,
I know it is a sign
That new Dilemna be
From mathematics further off
Than for Eternity.

2. "I read his sentence -- steadily":  Hmm.  I don't remember why I was working on this poem -- but I'm sure it was related to some statement made by the Criminal-in-Chief since he was voted in by the Klan (as noted in the 8th line of the poem).   I'm not sure there was more research/work to be done on this poem, but here it is as I found it in my Notes app:

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

​I read his sentence – steadily –
Reviewed it with my eyes,
To see that I made no mistake
In his extremist lies –
The Date, and manner, of his shame –
And in his Biased Form
That “God have mercy” on our Souls
The Klan had voted him –
I made my soul familiar – with his extremities--
That at the last, it should not be a
​          novel Agony –
But he, and Death, acquainted –
Meet dismally, as friends –
Salute, and pass, without a Hint –
And there, the Matter ends –

By Emily Dickinson:

I read my sentence – steadily –
Reviewed it with my eyes,
To see that I made no mistake
In its extremest clause –
The Date, and manner, of the shame –
And then the Pious Form
That "God have mercy" on the Soul
The Jury voted Him –
I made my soul familiar – with her extremity –
That at the last, it should not be a
​          novel Agony –
But she, and Death, acquainted –
Meet tranquilly, as friends –
Salute, and pass, without a Hint –
And there, the Matter ends –

3. "Of Squad we ask one favor":  This poem, I'm sure, was going to be connected to some information about the Blue Wave of 2018 when "the Squad" was voted into Congress.  I believe I was hopeful that more of the Criminal-in-Chief's crimes would come to light, and that he would be convicted and removed from office.  Alas, it was not to be since the spineless GOP continues to condone his criminal actions.
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By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

Of Squad we ask one favor
That he’ll be overridden –
For what he is presumed to be –
His Crimes, from us, are hidden
Committed his whole Life
Convict and send to Prison
We’ll sing and dance with Happiness
That too competes with Heaven.
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By Emily Dickinson:

Of God we ask one favor,
That we may be forgiven –
For what, he is presumed to know –
The Crime, from us, is hidden –
Immured the whole of Life
Within a magic Prison
We reprimand the Happiness
That too competes with Heaven.

4. "Show me their Unity, and I will show you Lunacy":  Obviously, I was going to post this poem with some post about the poorly educated and feeble-minded cult followers who idolize the Grifter-in-Chief.  They have fallen hard for his con.
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By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

Show me their Unity, and I will show
​          you Lunacy –
Both in one package lain
And lifted back again –
Be Sure – while I am Emmett Lee
Be known -- what he has ever said – Insanity

By Emily Dickinson:

Show me Eternity, and I will show
          you Memory –
Both in one package lain
And lifted back again –
Be Sue – while I am Emily –
Be next – what you have ever been – Infinity.