Emily Dickinson

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

A Little Road Not Made Man

Poem by Emily Dickinson

A little road not made of man,
Enabled of the eye,
Accessible to thill of bee,
Or cart of butterfly.

If town it have, beyond itself,
'T is that I cannot say;
I only sigh,--no vehicle
Bears me along that way.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 14, 2001

Poem Edited: Monday, May 14, 2001


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