E – Dickinson – D – D
I thought the Train
would never come –
How slow the whistle
sang –
I dont believe a
peevish Bird
So whimpered for the
Spring –
I taught my Heart
a hundred times
Precisely what to say –
Provoking Lover, when
you came
It’s <lex> Treatise flew away
To hide my strategy
too late
To wiser be ↓ grow ↑ too soon –
For miseries so halcyon￤
would never come –
How slow the whistle
sang –
I dont believe a
peevish Bird
So whimpered for the
Spring –
I taught my Heart
a hundred times
Precisely what to say –
Provoking Lover, when
you came
It’s <lex> Treatise flew away
To hide my strategy
too late
To wiser be ↓ grow ↑ too soon –
For miseries so halcyon￤
The happiness atone –
E Dick
E Emily
D D
Dickinson –
E Dickinson –