The Red—Blaze—is the Morning

The Red—Blaze—is the Morning—
The Violet—is Noon—
The Yellow—Day—is falling—
And after that—is none—

But Miles of Sparks—at Evening—
Reveal the Width that burned—
The Territory Argent—that
Never yet—consumed—

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Emily Dickinson

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson was an American poet. more…

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