Calling her back

Her poems would not now go reportless
Both for her themes and for a loneliness
Of blank screen, a wide sky of reporting
Where stone hid many reportless worms
Crawling ,from folds of a dissolved mind
All letters on a yellow paper, end to end.

(A digital archive of Emily Dickinson’s poems is now available as open access at http://www.edickinson.org/)

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