Author Emily Dickinson 985 The Missing All—prevented Me From missing minor Things. If nothing larger than a World's Departure from a Hinge— Or Sun's extinction, be observed— 'Twas not so large that I Could lift my Forehead from my work For Curiosity. Tags work sun world 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