An Obsession Of Emily Dickinson Poem by Meng Lim Dr

An Obsession Of Emily Dickinson



With death
I flirted
it shut its door
me it rejected

this it said:
more you must write
green is your heart still
brush melancholy aside

let your words fly
to the end of earth
let your prophetic words
all over be heard

I can wait as a friend
by you I will abide
to the very end
before you bid good-night

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