Emily Dickinson

Don’T Put Up My Thread And Needle

poem 617

Don’t put up my Thread and Needle I’ll begin to Sew When the Birds begin to whistle Better Stitches so These were bent my sight got crooked When my mind is plain I’ll do seams a Queen’s endeavor Would not blush to own Hems too fine for Lady’s tracing To the sightless Knot Tucks of dainty interspersion Like a dotted Dot Leave my Needle in the furrow Where I put it down I can make the zigzag stitches Straight when I am strong Till then dreaming I am sewing Fetch the seam I missed Closer so I at my sleeping Still surmise I stitch

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