Emily Dickinson

We Talked As Girls Do

poem 586

We talked as Girls do Fond, and late We speculated fair, on every subject, but the Grave Of ours, none affair We handled Destinies, as cool As we Disposers be And God, a Quiet Party To our Authority But fondest, dwelt upon Ourself As we eventual be When Girls to Women, softly raised We occupy Degree We parted with a contract To cherish, and to write But Heaven made both, impossible Before another night.

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