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Emily Dickinson

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

Low at my problem bending


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Low at my problem bending,
Another problem comes—
Larger than mine—Serener—
Involving statelier sums.

I check my busy pencil,
My figures file away.
Wherefore, my baffled fingers
They perplexity?

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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