Here you will find the Poem A stillVolcanoLife of poet Emily Dickinson
601 A still?Volcano?Life? That flickered in the night? When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight? A quiet?Earthquake Style? Too subtle to suspect By natures this side Naples? The North cannot detect The Solemn?Torrid?Symbol? The lips that never lie? Whose hissing Corals part?and shut? And Cities?ooze away?