I heard a fly buzz when I died;
The stillness round my form
Was like the stillness in the air,
Between the heaves of storm.
The eyes beside had wrung them dry,
And breaths were gathering sure
For that last onset, when the king
Be witnessed his power.
I willed my keepsakes, signed away
What portion of me I
Could make assignable, -and then
There interposed a fly,
With blue, uncertain, stumbling buzz,
Between the light and me,
And then the windows failed, and then
I could not see to see.
-Emily Dickinson
Thank you for the beautiful art and composition. It made my day.
ReplyDeleteWOW!!
ReplyDeleteJust amazing, the Emily Dickinson poem really adds another dimension to your beautiful work.
Thank you both so much. I love Emily Dickinson. No one else captures our internal and external world so beautifully.
ReplyDeletegorgeous painting
ReplyDeleteand perfect with her poem
Wonderful work, Holly. The cloud gathering together is really unique. And I really read this poem and the images enhanced it beautifully.
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julie
Thank you Tammie and Julie!
ReplyDeleteI hope you both have a wonderful weekend!
Hi Holly, I have been a fan of your art for a while, and I just created a post about you on my blog Animalarium. I hope it's ok!
ReplyDeleteThanks Laura, that's so nice of you!
ReplyDeleteHi Holly,
ReplyDeleteI found your work via Animalarium and I think it's wonderful! I posted about your work on my blog http://annadavern.com.au/blog/
Cheers, Anna
Thank you Anna! So glad you found me!
ReplyDeletethese couldn't be any more wonderful and whimsical and i'm a huge fan of dickenson too-- thank you holly-- it always makes my day to view your wonderful work and inspired posts!
ReplyDeleteDelighted to have found my way here; your work is marvellous.
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