Author Emily Dickinson 623 It was too late for Man— But early, yet, for God— Creation—impotent to help— But Prayer—remained—Our Side— How excellent the Heaven— When Earth—cannot be had— How hospitable—then—the face Of our Old Neighbor—God— Tags heaven god 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