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Famous Short Paradise Poems. Short Paradise Poetry by Famous Poets

Famous Short Paradise Poems. Short Paradise Poetry by Famous Poets. A collection of the all-time best Paradise short poems

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by Emily Dickinson

Paradise is of the option.

 Paradise is of the option.
Whosoever will
Own in Eden notwithstanding
Adam and Repeal.


by Emily Dickinson

In thy long Paradise of Light

 In thy long Paradise of Light
No moment will there be
When I shall long for Earthly Play
And mortal Company --


by Emily Dickinson

Jesus! thy Crucifix

 Jesus! thy Crucifix
Enable thee to guess
The smaller size!

Jesus! thy second face
Mind thee in Paradise
Of ours!


by Emily Dickinson

Of Paradise existence

 Of Paradise' existence
All we know
Is the uncertain certainty --
But its vicinity infer,
By its Bisecting
Messenger --


by Robert Louis Stevenson

Fair Isle At Sea

 FAIR Isle at Sea - thy lovely name
Soft in my ear like music came.
That sea I loved, and once or twice
I touched at isles of Paradise.


by Dorothy Parker

Partial Comfort

 Whose love is given over-well
Shall look on Helen's face in hell,
Whilst those whose love is thin and wise
May view John Knox in Paradise.


by Emily Dickinson

Bind me -- I still can sing --

 Bind me -- I still can sing --
Banish -- my mandolin
Strikes true within --

Slay -- and my Soul shall rise
Chanting to Paradise --
Still thine.


by Emily Dickinson

Should you but fail at -- Sea

 Should you but fail at -- Sea --
In sight of me --
Or doomed lie --
Next Sun -- to die --
Or rap -- at Paradise -- unheard
I'd harass God
Until he let you in!


by Ezra Pound

Notes for Canto CXX

 I have tried to write Paradise

Do not move
Let the wind speak
that is paradise.

Let the Gods forgive what I
have made
Let those I love try to forgive
what I have made.


by Emily Dickinson

Lift it -- with the Feathers

 Lift it -- with the Feathers
Not alone we fly --
Launch it -- the aquatic
Not the only sea --
Advocate the Azure
To the lower Eyes --
He has obligation
Who has Paradise --


by Emily Dickinson

Superiority to Fate

 Superiority to Fate
Is difficult to gain
'Tis not conferred of Any
But possible to earn

A pittance at a time
Until to Her surprise
The Soul with strict economy
Subsist till Paradise.


by Emily Dickinson

Paradise is that old mansion

 Paradise is that old mansion
Many owned before --
Occupied by each an instant
Then reversed the Door --
Bliss is frugal of her Leases
Adam taught her Thrift
Bankrupt once through his excesses --


by Emily Dickinson

Recollect the Face of me

 Recollect the Face of me
When in thy Felicity,
Due in Paradise today
Guest of mine assuredly --

Other Courtesies have been --
Other Courtesy may be --
We commend ourselves to thee
Paragon of Chivalry.


by Emily Dickinson

So has a Daisy vanished

 So has a Daisy vanished
From the fields today --
So tiptoed many a slipper
To Paradise away --

Oozed so in crimson bubbles
Day's departing tide --
Blooming -- tripping -- flowing
Are ye then with God?


by Emily Dickinson

Cosmopolities without a plea

 Cosmopolities without a plea
Alight in every Land
The compliments of Paradise
From those within my Hand

Their dappled Journey to themselves
A compensation fair
Knock and it shall be opened
Is their Theology


by Emily Dickinson

Two -- were immortal twice --

 Two -- were immortal twice --
The privilege of few --
Eternity -- obtained -- in Time --
Reversed Divinity --

That our ignoble Eyes
The quality conceive
Of Paradise superlative --
Through their Comparative.


by Emily Dickinson

Behold this little Bane --

 Behold this little Bane --
The Boon of all alive --
As common as it is unknown
The name of it is Love --

To lack of it is Woe --
To own of it is Wound --
Not elsewhere -- if in Paradise
Its Tantamount be found --


by Emily Dickinson

My nosegays are for Captives

 My nosegays are for Captives --
Dim -- expectant eyes,
Fingers denied the plucking,
Patient till Paradise.

To such, if they should whisper
Of morning and the moor,
They bear no other errand,
And I, no other prayer.


by Emily Dickinson

Did the Harebell loose her girdle

 Did the Harebell loose her girdle
To the lover Bee
Would the Bee the Harebell hallow
Much as formerly?

Did the "Paradise" -- persuaded --
Yield her moat of pearl --
Would the Eden be an Eden,
Or the Earl -- an Earl?


by Emily Dickinson

Let me not mar that perfect Dream

 Let me not mar that perfect Dream
By an Auroral stain
But so adjust my daily Night
That it will come again.

Not when we know, the Power accosts --
The Garment of Surprise
Was all our timid Mother wore
At Home -- in Paradise.


by Emily Dickinson

The Road to Paradise is plain

 The Road to Paradise is plain,
And holds scarce one.
Not that it is not firm
But we presume
A Dimpled Road
Is more preferred.
The Belles of Paradise are few --
Not me -- nor you --
But unsuspected things --
Mines have no Wings.


by Emily Dickinson

Over and over like a Tune

 Over and over, like a Tune --
The Recollection plays --
Drums off the Phantom Battlements
Cornets of Paradise --

Snatches, from Baptized Generations --
Cadences too grand
But for the Justified Processions
At the Lord's Right hand.


by Robert Herrick

UPON A MAID

 Here she lies, in bed of spice,
Fair as Eve in paradise;
For her beauty, it was such,
Poets could not praise too much.
Virgins come, and in a ring
Her supremest REQUIEM sing;
Then depart, but see ye tread
Lightly, lightly o'er the dead.


by Emily Dickinson

Heaven is what I cannot reach!

Heaven is what I cannot reach!
   The apple on the tree,
Provided it do hopeless hang,
   That "heaven" is, to me.

The color on the cruising cloud,
   The interdicted ground
Behind the hill, the house behind, --
   There Paradise is found!


by Emily Dickinson

Me! Come! My dazzled face

Me! Come! My dazzled face
In such a shining place!

Me! Hear! My foreign ear
The sounds of welcome near!

The saints shall meet
Our bashful feet.

My holiday shall be
That they remember me;

My paradise, the fame
That they pronounce my name.


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