Shale

Ah, Tener­iffe!”

Ah, Tener­iffe! Retreat­ing Moun­tain! Pur­ples of Ages — pause for you — Sun­set — reviews her Sap­phire Reg­i­ment – Day — drops you her Red Adieu!

Still — Clad in your Mail of ices – Thigh of Gran­ite — and thew — of Steel – Heed­less — alike — of pomp — or parting

Ah, Tener­iffe! I’m kneel­ing — still –

By Emily Dickinson