Poetry

My sophomore classes are starting a poetry unit tomorrow, with the freshmen classes starting a different poetry unit the week after. I don't like poetry a whole lot, mostly because I haven't studied it and don't quite know what I'm looking for, plus it takes work! But I like this one by Emily Dickinson, #657 or "I dwell in possibility":

#657 ("I dwell in possibility")
I dwell in Possibility--
A fairer House than Prose--
More numerous of Windows--
Superior--for Doors--

Of Chambers as the Cedars--
Impregnable of Eye--
And for an Everlasting Roof
The Gambrels of the Sky--

Of Visitors--the fairest--
For Occupation--This--
The spreading wide my narrow Hands
To gather Paradise--


I guess to me, this tells of my desire to be all that I can be and to experience life to the fullest, wherever God may lead me.