The Heart has narrow Banks It measures like the Sea In mighty—unremitting Bass And Blue Monotony
Till Hurricane bisect And as itself discerns Its insufficient Area The Heart convulsive learns
 That Calm is but a Wall Of unattempted Gauze An instant’s Push demolishes A Questioning—dissolves.
—Emily Dickinson

The Heart has narrow Banks
It measures like the Sea
In mighty—unremitting Bass
And Blue Monotony

Till Hurricane bisect
And as itself discerns
Its insufficient Area
The Heart convulsive learns

That Calm is but a Wall
Of unattempted Gauze
An instant’s Push demolishes
A Questioning—dissolves.

—Emily Dickinson