Side One:

Band 1
This is my letter to the world
The soul selects her own society
Pain has an element of blank
Hope is the thing with feathers
I'm nobody! Who are you?
Letter to T.W. Higginson, 15 April 1862
I'll tell you how the sun rose
I cautious scanned my little life

Band 2
If you were coming in the fall
My river runs to thee
Letter to T.W. Higginson, 25 April 1862
I reason, Earth is short
I never lost as much but twice
Letter to John L. Graves, late April 1856

Band 3
I died for beauty, but was scarce
There came a wind like a bugle
Safe in their alabaster chambers
I years had been from home
Love is anterior to life
Letter to Otis P. Lord, 3 December 1882
I cannot live with you
My life closed twice before its close

Side Two:

Band 1
I never saw a moor
To fight aloud is very brave
Letter to Dr. and Mrs. J.G. Holland, Summer 1862 (?)
Because I could not stop for Death
A toad can die of light!
Letter to Maria Whitney, Summer 1883
I heard a fly buzz when I died
I like to see it lap the miles
Letter to Louise and Frances Norcross, early July 1879

Band 2
Before I got my eyes put out
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee
A narrow fellow in the grass
Letter to Sally Jenkins, late December 1880
A bird came down the walk
What soft, cherubic creatures
I taste liquor never brewed

Band 3
Besides the autumn poets sing
The heart asks pleasure first
The sky is low, the clouds are mean
There's a certain slant of light
Letter to Susan Gilbert Dickinson, early October 1883
I felt a funeral in my brain
Letter to Mrs. J.G. Holland, early June 1884

Band 4
After great pain a formal feeling come

Band 5
I dwell in possibility