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Quite empty, quite at rest

by Emily Dickinson

Quite empty, quite at rest,
The Robin locks her Nest, and tries her Wings.
She does not know a Route
But puts her Craft about
For rumored Springs —
She does not ask for Noon —
She does not ask for Boon,
Crumbless and homeless, of but one request —
The Birds she lost —

January 17, 2020 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment


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