Poetry

I cannot dance upon my Toes by Emily Dickinson
I cannot dance upon my Toes --
No Man instructed me --
But oftentimes, among my mind,
A Glee possesseth me,

That had I Ballet knowledge --
Wouldput itself abroad
In Pirouette to blanch a Troupe --
Or lay a Prima, mad,

And though I had no Gown of Gauze --
No Ringlet, to my Hair,
Nor hopped to Audiences -- like Birds,
One Claw upon theAir,

Nor tossed my shape in Eider Balls,
Nor rolled on wheels of snow
Till I was out of sight, in sound,
The House encore me so --

Nor any know I know the Art
I mention -- easy -- Here --Nor any Placard boast me --
It's full as Opera –

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Amherst, Massachusetts, Estados Unidos, 10 de diciembre de 1830 - íd., 15 de mayo de 1886) fue una poeta estadounidense,cuya poesía apasionada ha colocado a su autora en el reducido panteón de poetas fundacionales estadounidenses que hoy comparte con Edgar Allan Poe, Ralph Waldo Emerson y Walt Whitman. Emily Dickinsonpasó gran parte de su vida recluida en una habitación de la casa de su padre en Amherst, y, excepto cinco poemas (tres de ellos publicados sin su firma y otro sin que la autora lo supiera), suingente obra permaneció inédita y oculta hasta después de su muerte.

Cinderella
If my name was Cinderella
You could be the prince
I could wear my sparkling prom dress
We could fall in love the momentour eyes meet
If my name was Cinderella


If my name was Cinderella
We could have a song
And dance in the silver moonlight
You could hold me tight and spin me in the air
If my name was Cinderella


Ifmy name was Cinderella
You could pick me up
In your gold and diamond carriage
You could be the hero of this fairytale
And I could be the one
If my name was Cinderella


But I can’t breathe, wheneveryou’re with me.

Can you feel my heartbeat in my chest
It’s getting faster every second
Time slows down, you are better than the best
But would you feel the same
If my name was Cinderella


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