Emily Dickinson

Out Of Sight? What Of That?

poem 703

Out of sight? What of that? See the Bird reach it! Curve by Curve Sweep by Sweep Round the Steep Air Danger! What is that to Her? Better ’tis to fail there Than debate here Blue is Blue the World through Amber Amber Dew&mda sh;Dew Seek Friend and see Heaven is shy of Earth that’s all Bashful Heaven thy Lovers small Hide too from thee

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