Author Emily Dickinson Great streets of silence led awayTo neighborhoods of pause;Here was no notice, no dissent,No universe, no laws.By clocks 't was morning, and for nightThe bells at distance called;But epoch had no basis here,For period exhaled. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments