Author Emily Dickinson If I could tell how glad I was I should not be so glad ā But when I cannot make the Force Nor mould it into Word I know it is a sign That new Dilemma be From mathematics further off Than from Eternity. Tags Short Poems 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