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Read the poem: “Beclouded”

by Emily Dickinson

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American Literature – American Poetry – Emily Dickinson
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Before the ice is in the pools > > >

Beclouded

The sky is low, the clouds are mean,

A travelling flake of snow

Across a barn or through a rut

Debates if it will go.

A narrow wind complains all day

How some one treated him;

Nature, like us, is sometimes caught

Without her diadem.


< < < Autumn
Before the ice is in the pools > > >

American Literature – American Poetry – Emily Dickinson

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