Author Emily Dickinson Wonder—is not precisely knowing And not precisely Knowing not— A beautiful but bleak condition He has not lived who has not felt— Suspense—is his maturer Sister— Whether Adult Delight is Pain Or of itself a new misgiving— This is the Gnat that mangles men— 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