Emily Dickinson | poetry
If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry.
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Emily Dickinson | nature
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.
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Emily Dickinson | hope
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul – and sings the tunes without the words – and never stops at all.
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