Emily Dickinson: Her smile was shaped like other smiles - The Dimpl



Her smile was shaped like other smiles -
The Dimples ran along -
And still it hurt you, as some Bird
Did hoist herself, to sing,
Then recollect a Ball, she got -
And hold upon the Twig,
Convulsive, while the Music crashed -
Like Beads - among the Bog.


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