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Emily Dickinson


Going — to — Her!

Happy — Letter! Tell Her —

Tell Her — the page I never wrote!

Tell Her, I only said — the Syntax —

And left the Verb and the Pronoun — out!

Tell Her just how the fingers — hurried —

Then — how they — stammered — slow — slow —

And then — you wished you had eyes — in your pages —

So you could see — what moved — them — so —


Tell Her — it wasn’t a practised — Writer —

You guessed —

From the way the sentence — toiled —

You could hear the Boddice — tug — behind you —

As if it held but the might of a Child!

You almost pitied — it — you — it worked so —

Tell Her — No — you may quibble — there —

For it would split Her Heart — to know it —

And then — you and I — were silenter!


Tell Her — Day — finished — before we — finished —

And the old Clock kept neighing — “Day”!
And you — got sleepy —

And begged to be ended —

What could — it hinder so — to say?

Tell Her — just how she sealed — you — Cautious!

But — if she ask "where you are hid" — until the evening —

Ah! Be bashful!

Gesture Coquette —

And shake your Head!

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