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Emily, from Amherst

Did she perceive she was an extreme?
While gathering her paintings; amid the splendor.  
From somewhere, seemingly beyond the garden’s shores.  
Before fig leaves, two lovers’ adorned.  
As the serpent mum! - meandered alone.  
And where the great whales’ sang with perfect tone!
Written by RWCJR (RWCJR Robert)
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Author's Note
It is just a “run of the mill” poem. I truly adore Emily Dickinson's work, and the lifestyle she led.
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