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All The Letters I Can Write: Poem by Emily Dickinson

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All the letters I can write
Are not fair as this—
Syllables of Velvet—
Sentences of Plush,
Depths of Ruby, undrained,
Hid, Lip, for Thee—
Play it were a Humming Bird—
And just sipped—me—

Analysis of this poem

More verses by Emily Dickinson

  • Angels, In The Early Morning
  • A Shade Upon The Mind There Passes
  • Much Madness Is Divinest Sense
  • A Man May Make A Remark
  • Will There Really Be A "Morning"?

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