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I Can Wade Grief

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I CAN wade grief,
Whole pools of it,—
I ’m used to that.
But the least push of joy
Breaks up my feet,
And I tip—drunken.
Let no pebble smile,
’T was the new liquor,—
That was all!

Power is only pain,
Stranded, through discipline,
Till weights will hang.
Give balm to giants,
And they ’ll wilt, like men.
Give Himmaleh,—
They ’ll carry him!

I Can Wade Grief

a poem by Emily Dickinson


Cast & Voice Over: Carina Braunschmidt

Regie: Lucia Hunziker