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The Wind took up
the Northern Things
And piled them in showed them to the
South –
Then gave bent – bowed the East
unto the West
And opening his it’s mouth
The four Divisions of
the Earth
Did make as to presumed as to devour
While everything to corners
slunk
Behind Like worms beneath – before↑ the awful  power

The Wind unto his it’s Chambers
went

And nature ventured
out –
Her subjects scattered
into place
Her systems ranged stole
about
Flat line drawn by Dickinson, originally in pencil.Again the smoke from
Dwellings rose curled
The Day abroad was
heard –   ⟮resumed 
abroad)

 

How intimate, a Tempest 
past
The Transport Rapture – Triumph of the 
Bird –   

orderly the
Riot of the 
  Bird –