Bird’s Eye View In my feather tipsI feel the air brushIn a caress of freedomAnd in a treasured promiseOf contentmentAs the earth rollsBeneath my eyes Others are Reading I Should Be Thanking the Guy I was Cursing Emily Dickinson and the Panic Attack Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: Truth and Such God Pervades All Things My First Year at Emerson College and My Parent’s Divorce A Close Analysis of Major Themes in Emily Dickinson’s Poetry Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Prove You\'re Human * 9 + = ten