Emily Dickinson

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

Blazing In Gold And Quenching In Purple - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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Blazing in Gold and quenching in Purple
Leaping like Leopards to the Sky
Then at the feet of the old Horizon
Laying her spotted Face to die
Stooping as low as the Otter's Window
Touching the Roof and tinting the Barn
Kissing her Bonnet to the Meadow
And the Juggler of Day is gone


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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