3 by Emily Dickinson (Michelle Buck, Feed Reader)
February 24, 2011
The first complains all day how someone treated him. The second entreats us tenderly to ponder little workmanships. And the third cannot recollect when it began.
Michelle blogs at Cross Driven Home and StickBurbia. Today’s poems–and all the others by Emily Dickinson–are in The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
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