April Poetry: “Safe in their alabaster chambers”

Safe in their Alabaster Chambers—
Untouched by Morning
And untouched by Noon—
Lie the meek members of the Resurrection—
Rafter of Satin—and Roof of Stone!

Grand go the Years—in the Crescent—above them—
Worlds scoop their Arcs—
And Firmaments—row—
Diadems—drop—and Doges—surrender—
Soundless as dots—on a Disc of Snow—

I debated about including this one, because it’s one of Dickinson’s more obscure poems, because I’m never quite sure whether I actually like it or not. But despite all this, it’s so beautifully written that I couldn’t resist.

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