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Read the poem: “With Flower”

by Emily Dickinson

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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson
< < < With Flowers
Your riches taught me poverty > > >


With Flower


South winds jostle them,

Bumblebees come,

Hover, hesitate,

Drink, and are gone.


Butterflies pause

On their passage Cashmere;

I, softly plucking,

Present them here!



< < < With Flowers
Your riches taught me poverty > > >

American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson



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