by Emily Dickinson
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American Literature – American Poetry – Emily Dickinson
< < < I have not told my garden yet
I know that he exists > > >
I know a place where summer strives
I know a place where summer strives
With such a practised frost,
She each year leads her daisies back,
Recording briefly, “Lost.”
But when the south wind stirs the pools
And struggles in the lanes,
Her heart misgives her for her vow,
And she pours soft refrains
Into the lap of adamant,
And spices, and the dew,
That stiffens quietly to quartz,
Upon her amber shoe.
< < < I have not told my garden yet
I know that he exists > > >
American Literature – American Poetry – Emily Dickinson
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