Emily Dickinson Noon Quotations

Then, as horizons step, Or noons report away,Without the formula of sound, It passes, and we stay:A quality of loss Affecting our content.

Noon - is the Hinge of Day - ...

There's a certain slant of light, On winter afternoons, That oppresses, like the weight Of cathedral tunes.

His Labor is a Chant - His Idleness -a Tune - Oh, for a Bee's experience Of Clovers, and of Noon!