[Somehow myself survived the night]

Emily Dickinson

Somehow myself survived the night
And entered with the day;
That it be saved—the saved suffice
Without the formula.

Henceforth I take my living place
As one commuted, led
A candidate for morning chance—
But dated with the Dead.

Emily Dickinson (1830–1886) was an American poet who authored nearly 1,800 poems, most of which were not published until after her death.
Originally published:
October 1, 1935

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