Explore "The Bone that has no Marrow" by Emily Dickinson on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
The bone that has no marrow; / What ultimate for that?
It is not fit for table, / For beggar, or for cat.
A bone has obligations, / A being has the same; / A marrowless assembly / Is culpabler than shame.
But how shall finished creatures / A function fresh obtain? -- / Old Nicodemus' phantom / Confronting us again!