Emily Dickinson

Myself Was Formed a Carpenter

poem 488

Myself was formed a Carpenter An unpretending time My Plane and I, together wrought Before a Builder came To measure our attainments Had we the Art of Boards Sufficiently developed He’d hire us At Halves My Tools took Human Faces The Bench, where we had toiled Against the Man persuaded We Temples build I said

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