Emily Dickinson

How Many Times These Low Feet Staggered

poem 187

How many times these low feet staggered Only the soldered mouth can tell Try can you stir the awful rivet Try can you lift the hasps of steel! Stroke the cool forehead hot so often Lift if you care the listless hair Handle the adamantine fingers Never a thimble more shall wear Buzz the dull flies on the chamber window Brave shines the sun through the freckled pane Fearless the cobweb swings from the ceiling Indolent Housewife in Daisies lain!

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