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The Grave My Little Cottage Is
The grave my little cottage is,
Where ‘Keeping house’ for thee
I make my parlor orderly
And lay the marble tea.
For two divided, briefly,
A cycle, it may be,
Till everlasting life unite
In strong society.
– Emily Dickinson
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The Spry Arms Of The Wind
The spry Arms of the Wind
If I could crawl between
I have an errand imminent
To an adjoining Zone –
I should not care to stop
My Process is not long
The Wind could wait without the Gate
Or stroll the Town among.
To ascertain the House
And is the soul at Home
And hold the Wick of mine to it
To light, and then return –
– Emily Dickinson
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With A Flower
I hide myself within my flower,
That wearing on your breast,
You, unsuspecting, wear me too –
And angels know the rest.
I hide myself within my flower,
That, fading from your vase,
You, unsuspecting, feel for me
Almost a loneliness.
– Emily Dickinson
There Is A June When Corn Is Cut
There is a June when Corn is cut
And Roses in the Seed—
A Summer briefer than the first
But tenderer indeed
As should a Face supposed the Grave’s
Emerge a single Noon
In the Vermilion that it wore
Affect us, and return—
Two Seasons, it is said, exist—
The Summer of the Just,
And this of Ours, diversified
With Prospect, and with Frost—
May not our Second with its First
So infinite compare
That We but recollect the one
The other to prefer?
– Emily Dickinson
The Road Was Lit With Moon And Star
The Road was lit with Moon and star –
The Trees were bright and still –
Descried I – by the distant Light
A Traveller on a Hill –
To magic Perpendiculars
Ascending, though Terrene –
Unknown his shimmering ultimate –
But he indorsed the sheen –
– Emily Dickinson
The Butterfly Obtains
The butterfly obtains
But little sympathy
Though favorably mentioned
In Entomology –
Because he travels freely
And wears a proper coat
The circumspect are certain
That he is dissolute –
Had he the homely scutcheon
Of modest Industry
‘Twere fitter certifying
For Immortality –
– Emily Dickinson
The Butterfly’s Assumption Gown
The Butterfly’s Assumption Gown
In Chrysoprase Apartments hung
This afternoon put on –
How condescending to descend
And be of Buttercups the friend
In a New England Town –
– Emily Dickinson
Spring Comes On The World
Spring comes on the World –
I sight the Aprils –
Hueless to me until thou come
As, till the Bee
Blossoms stand negative,
Touched to Conditions
By a Hum.
– Emily Dickinson
A Little Madness In The Spring
A little Madness in the Spring
Is wholesome even for the King,
But God be with the Clown –
Who ponders this tremendous scene –
This whole Experiment of Green –
As if it were his own!
– Emily Dickinson
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