If Pain For Peace Prepares Poem by Emily Dickinson

If Pain For Peace Prepares

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If pain for peace prepares
Lo, what "Augustan" years
Our feet await!

If springs from winter rise,
Can the Anemones
Be reckoned up?

If night stands fast—then noon
To gird us for the sun,
What gaze!

When from a thousand skies
On our developed eyes
Noons blaze!

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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

Amherst / Massachusetts
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