In poem #756 Emily Dickinson foresaw the absence of barriers between heaven and earth. “The Heaven, below the Heaven above -, Obscured with ruddier Blue -
To “expound” the skies, which means make detail, I chose to show the sky through the view of a window, with my camera detailing the shot. I believe the riddle of this poem is, do the “resting” really “rise.” She is questioning, do the dead really rise and go to heaven
A Dew, which had been sufficient for and satisfied a Leaf, thought how trivial had been his life but to what a vast destiny [the life of a tree] he had contributed
This poem reminds me of two things; One, the movie, The Polar Express, where the boy had to Believe in Santa in order to hear the sleigh bell ring. Two, the Buddha’s philosophy that
