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1 quart flour
1/2 cup butter
1/2 cup cream
1 Table Spoon Ginger
1 Tea Spoon soda
1 Salt
Make up with Molasses ---
This, to me is Emily's most incomprehensible
yet, somehow, most profound work.
1/2 cup butter
1/2 cup cream
1 Table Spoon Ginger
1 Tea Spoon soda
1 Salt
Make up with Molasses ---
This, to me is Emily's most incomprehensible
yet, somehow, most profound work.
posted by Lane Savant at 11:21 AM
4 Comments:
Emily is a God to me.
...........Ginger Breadman
Browsing around the net, I bumped into this bit of gold from Ms. E:
Emily Dickinson, "I tie my Hat—I crease my Shawl"
I tie my Hat—I crease my Shawl—
Life's little duties do—precisely—
As the very least
Were infinite—to me—
I put new Blossoms in the Glass—
And throw the old—away—
I push a petal from my Gown
That anchored there—I weigh
The time-twill be till six o'clock
I have so much to do—
And yet—Existence—some way back—
Stopped—struck—my ticking—through—
We cannot put Ourself away
As a completed Man
Or Woman—When the Errand's done
We came to Flesh—upon—
There may be—Miles on Miles of Nought—
Of Action—sicker far—
To simulate—is stinging work—
To cover what we are
From Science—and from Surgery—
Too Telescopic Eyes
To beat on us unshaded—
For their—sake—not for Ours—
'Twould start them—
We—could tremble—
But since we got a Bomb—
And held it in our Bosom—
Nay—Hold it—it is calm—
Therefore—we do life's labor—
Though life's Reward—be done—
With scrupulous exactness—
To hold our Senses—on—
It is good to have a fixation, or two, and to be the master of a blog, or something somewhere, enit?
Glenn
Hallo, Lane!
Did you get this recipe from an Emily poem??
Fragend,
Anonomann
It's just a recipe in the book about E.D. I'm reading.
I'm thinking about making some for book group next Sunday.
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