I went to Heaven —
‘Twas a small Town —
Lit — with a Ruby —
Lathed — with Down —
Stiller — than the fields
At the full Dew —
Beautiful — as Pictures —
No Man drew.
People — like the Moth —
Of Mechlin — frames —
Duties — of Gossamer —
And Eider — names —
Almost — contented —
I — could be —
‘Mong such unique
Society —
I saw Heaven–a beautiful, soft, serene place. I almost want to go there, but I do not know if I would fit in.
I thought this poem had a meaning deeper than the suface. i loved it…
it is a beautiful poem. the best poem ive ever read by emily it touched my heart.