A daily poem from the complete works of Emily Dickinson.
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It’s like the Light –
A fashionless Delight –
It’s like the Bee –
A dateless — Melody –
It’s like the Woods –
Private — Like the Breeze –
Phraseless — yet it stirs
The proudest Trees –
It’s like the Morning –
Best — when it’s done –
And the Everlasting Clocks –
Chime — Noon!
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The Rose did caper on her cheek –
Her Bodice rose and fell –
Her pretty speech — like drunken men –
Did stagger pitiful –
Her fingers fumbled at her work –
Her needle would not go –
What ailed so smart a little Maid –
It puzzled me to know –
Till opposite — I spied a cheek
That bore another Rose –
Just opposite — Another speech
That like the Drunkard goes –
A Vest that like her Bodice, danced –
To the immortal tune –
Till those two troubled — little Clocks
Ticked softly into one.
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