Not probable — The barest Chance —
A smile too few — a word too much
And far from Heaven as the Rest —
The Soul so close on Paradise —

What if the Bird from journey far —
Confused by Sweets — as Mortals — are —
Forget the secret of His wing
And perish — but a Bough between —
Oh, Groping feet —
Oh Phantom Queen!

Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem Not probable — The barest Chance

1 Comment

  1. frumpo says:

    I may miss heaven because sometimes I am like a bird after a long journey that is distracted by something and forgets to grasp the branch and falls.

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