Poem A Day

It can't be "Summer"!

by Emily Dickinson

It can't be "Summer"!

That -- got through!

It's early -- yet -- for "Spring"!

There's that long town of White -- to cross --

Before the Blackbirds sing!

It can't be "Dying"!

It's too Rouge --

The Dead shall go in White --

So Sunset shuts my question down

With Cuffs of Chrysolite!

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