Emily Dickinson: Arcturus Is His Other Name

(http://dreamcatcher.net/emilydickinson/4003)
no copyright infringement intended

Arcturus is his other name—

I'd rather call him Star.

It's very mean of Science

To go and interfere!

I slew a worm the other day—

A Savant passing by

Murmured Resurgam—Centipede!

Oh Lord—how frail are we!

I pull a flower from the woods—

A monster with a glass

Computes the stamens in a breath—

And has her in a class!

Whereas I took the Butterfly

Aforetime in my hat—

He sits erect in Cabinets—

The Clover bells forgot.

What once was Heaven

Is Zenith now—

Where I proposed to go

When Time's brief masquerade was done

Is mapped and charted too.

What if the poles should frisk about

And stand upon their heads!

I hope I'm ready for the worst—

Whatever prank betides!

Perhaps the Kingdom of Heaven's changed—

I hope the Children there Won't be new fashioned when I come—

And laugh at me—and stare—

I hope the Father in the skies

Will lift his little girl—

Old fashioned—naught—everything—

Over the stile of Pearl.

(http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/arcturus-is-his-other-name/)

(Emily Dickinson)