The Months Have Ends—the Years—a Knot Poem by Emily Dickinson

The Months Have Ends—the Years—a Knot

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The Months have ends—the Years—a knot—
No Power can untie
To stretch a little further
A Skein of Misery—

The Earth lays back these tired lives
In her mysterious Drawers—
Too tenderly, that any doubt
An ultimate Repose—

The manner of the Children—
Who weary of the Day—
Themself—the noisy Plaything
They cannot put away—

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Emily Dickinson

Amherst / Massachusetts
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