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Read the poem: “Invisible”

by Emily Dickinson

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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson
< < < Indian Summer
Is Heaven a physician? > > >


Invisible


From us she wandered now a year,

   Her tarrying unknown;

If wilderness prevent her feet,

   Or that ethereal zone


No eye hath seen and lived,

   We ignorant must be.

We only know what time of year

   We took the mystery.



< < < Indian Summer
Is Heaven a physician? > > >

American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson



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