Fate slew him, but he did not drop;
She felled—he did not fall—
Impaled him on her fiercest stakes—
He neutralized them all.

She stung him, sapped his firm advance,
But, when her worst was done,
And he, unmoved, regarded her,
Acknowledged him a man.
**Emily Dickinson**

dusty's Works

Poetry	11/03/2001	Value
Poetry	00/00/0000	eyes
Poetry	11/03/2001	Bus Station
Poetry	11/24/2001	insomnia
Poetry	11/24/2001	@12
Poetry	12/22/2001	lost in love
Poetry	02/08/2002	Camus
Poetry	02/22/2002	lone self
Poetry	04/06/2002	Shelter Me
Poetry	11/27/2002	ALONE
Poetry	03/06/2003	DRAIN
Poetry	07/30/2003	Glass' Insecurity
Poetry	08/16/2004	Lie 2
Poetry	08/16/2004	LIE
Poetry	08/16/2004	If I were a man...
Poetry	08/16/2004	Blameless
Poetry	11/26/2004	Hamlet
Poetry	05/15/2005	Fool's Prince
Poetry	06/27/2005	Different Red
Poetry	09/24/2005	[play]
Poetry	03/15/2006	Mon.ot.ony
Poetry	01/31/2007	Lady
Poetry	01/31/2007	New Year
Poetry	01/31/2007	The Bird
Poetry	01/31/2007	Australia
Poetry	09/10/2007	Gift
Poetry	01/31/2008	The poets bane (for my muse)
Poetry	02/03/2008	The Hours
Poetry	04/23/2008	Humpty Dumpty

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