by Emily Dickinson
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American Literature – American Poetry – Emily Dickinson
< < < The one that could repeat the summer day
The Oriole > > >
The only ghost I ever saw
The only ghost I ever saw
Was dressed in mechlin, — so;
He wore no sandal on his foot,
And stepped like flakes of snow.
His gait was soundless, like the bird,
But rapid, like the roe;
His fashions quaint, mosaic,
Or, haply, mistletoe.
His conversation seldom,
His laughter like the breeze
That dies away in dimples
Among the pensive trees.
Our interview was transient,—
Of me, himself was shy;
And God forbid I look behind
Since that appalling day!
< < < The one that could repeat the summer day
The Oriole > > >
American Literature – American Poetry – Emily Dickinson
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