Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

If It Had No Pencil - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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If it had no pencil
Would it try mine—
Worn—now—and dull—sweet,
Writing much to thee.
If it had no word,
Would it make the Daisy,
Most as big as I was,
When it plucked me?


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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