Renunciation-is A Piercing Virtue
Emily Dickinson
745 Renunciation—is a piercing Virtue— The letting go A Presence—for an Expectation— Not now— The putting out of Eyes— Just Sunrise— Lest Day— Day’s Great Progenitor— Outvie Renunciation—is the Choosing Against itself— Itself to justify Unto itself— When larger function— Make that appear— Smaller—that Covered Vision—Here—
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