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Sunday, November 13, 2011

AN AUTUMN POEM BY EMILY DICKINSON

Here's an Autumn poem by Massachusetts' own Emily Dickinson. It's
one of her more whimsical ones with the reference to elves and to
poetry written by others about the season:
 
Besides the Autumn poets singby Emily Dickinson

Besides the Autumn poets sing
A few prosaic days
A little this side of the snow
And that side of the Haze --

A few incisive Mornings --
A few Ascetic Eves --
Gone -- Mr. Bryant's "Golden Rod" --
And Mr. Thomson's "sheaves."

Still, is the bustle in the Brook --
Sealed are the spicy valves --
Mesmeric fingers softly touch
The Eyes of many Elves --

Perhaps a squirrel may remain --
My sentiments to share --
Grant me, Oh Lord, a sunny mind --
Thy windy will to bear!

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