Sleep Is Supposed To Be

Emily Dickinson

13

Sleep is supposed to be
By souls of sanity
The shutting of the eye.

Sleep is the station grand
Down which, on either hand
The hosts of witness stand!

Morn is supposed to be
By people of degree
The breaking of the Day.

Morning has not occurred!

That shall Aurora be—
East of Eternity—
One with the banner gay—
One in the red array—
That is the break of Day!

Next 10 Poems

• Emily Dickinson : Smiling Back From Coronation
• Emily Dickinson : Snow Beneath Whose Chilly Softness
• Emily Dickinson : Snow Flakes
• Emily Dickinson : So Bashful When I Spied Her,
• Emily Dickinson : So From The Mould
• Emily Dickinson : So Gay A Flower
• Emily Dickinson : So Give Me Back To Death-
• Emily Dickinson : So Glad We Are-a Stranger'd Deem
• Emily Dickinson : So Has A Daisy Vanished
• Emily Dickinson : So I Pull My Stockings Off

Previous 10 Poems

• Emily Dickinson : Size Circumscribes-it Has No Room
• Emily Dickinson : Silence Is All We Dread
• Emily Dickinson : Sic Transit Gloria Mundi
• Emily Dickinson : Should You But Fail At-sea
• Emily Dickinson : She's Happy, With A New Content
• Emily Dickinson : Shells From The Coast Mistaking
• Emily Dickinson : She Went As Quiet As The Dew
• Emily Dickinson : She Sweeps With Many-colored Brooms,
• Emily Dickinson : She Staked Her Feathers-gained An Arc
• Emily Dickinson : She Sped As Petals Of A Rose