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Emily Dickinson

Amherst / Massachusetts
Monday, January 13, 2003

From Cocoon Forth A Butterfly

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From Cocoon forth a Butterfly
As Lady from her Door
Emerged—a Summer Afternoon—
Repairing Everywhere—

Without Design—that I could trace
Except to stray abroad
On Miscellaneous Enterprise
The Clovers—understood—

Her pretty Parasol be seen
Contracting in a Field
Where Men made Hay—
Then struggling hard
With an opposing Cloud—

Where Parties—Phantom as Herself—
To Nowhere—seemed to go
In purposeless Circumference—
As 'twere a Tropic Show—

And notwithstanding Bee—that worked—
And Flower—that zealous blew—
This Audience of Idleness
Disdained them, from the Sky—

Till Sundown crept—a steady Tide—
And Men that made the Hay—
And Afternoon—and Butterfly—
Extinguished—in the Sea—
Emily Dickinson
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COMMENTS
Castellenas John 25 March 2019
A wonderful poem by the ancient writer.
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* Sunprincess * 11 March 2015
.......very nicely written...beautiful metaphor..
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