7 Summer for thee, grant I may be

Written summer 1858. Brief and lovely – you’ll see as we move further through her poetry just how efficient she is with words. Enjoy –

 

Summer for thee, grant I may be
When Summer days are flown!
Thy music still, when Whippowil
And Oriole – are done!

For thee to bloom, I’ll skip the tomb
And row my blossoms o’er!
Pray gather me –
Anemone –
Thy flower – forevermore!

[Emily Dickinson]

With love –

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