Transductions

I have a missing friend

It’s like the woods

You left me boundaries of pain

We learn in the retreating

I will forget the light

I could not find a privacy

Somehow, it will be even

You cannot fold a flood

Love is anterior to life

I sing to use the waiting

It sounded as if the streets were running

The smallest robe will fit me

We outgrow love like other things

I had no cause to be awake

It was the limit of my dream

You will know I’m trying

Wear nothing commoner than snow

We envy the despair

We never know how high we are

I did not love enough

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captions: single lines from poems by Emily Dickinson