I measure every Grief I meet
With narrow, probing, eyes —
I wonder if It weighs like Mine —
Or has an Easier size.


The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson (1960)


I measure every Grief I meet With narrow, probing, eyes — I wonder if It weighs like Mine — Or has an Easier size.

I measure every Grief I meet With narrow, probing, eyes — I wonder if It weighs like Mine — Or has an Easier size.

I measure every Grief I meet With narrow, probing, eyes — I wonder if It weighs like Mine — Or has an Easier size.

I measure every Grief I meet With narrow, probing, eyes — I wonder if It weighs like Mine — Or has an Easier size.