The Poets light but Lamps – Themselves — go out — The Wicks they stimulate If vital Light Inhere as do the Suns — Each age a Lens Disseminating their Circumference — Continue reading “Happy Birtday Emily Dickinson!”
The Poets light but Lamps – Themselves — go out — The Wicks they stimulate If vital Light Inhere as do the Suns — Each age a Lens Disseminating their Circumference — Continue reading “Happy Birtday Emily Dickinson!”
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