A light exists in spring
A light exists in spring / Not present on the year
We learn in the retreating
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We learn in the retreating
How vast an one
Was recently among us.
A perished sun
Endears in the departure
How doubly more
Than all the golden presence
It was before!
More poems by Emily Dickinson
Not with a club the heart is broken
Not with a club the heart is broken, / Nor with a stone;
I died for beauty, but was scarce
I died for beauty, but was scarce / Adjusted in the tomb,
SUMMER SHOWER - A drop fell on the apple tree
A drop fell on the apple tree, / Another on the roof;