Poem

No Bobolink—reverse His Singing

Emily Dickinson
755 No Bobolink—reverse His Singing When the only Tree Ever He minded occupying By the Farmer be— Clove to the Root— His Spacious Future— Best Horizon—gone— Whose Music be His Only Anodyne— Brave Bobolink—

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